Page 25 of Game Changer

“No.” I laugh. “Of course not. I trust you, Mags.” I notice a white G-wagon pulling up front and groan when I see Sienna Gaines climbing out of the driver’s seat. “As a matter of fact, I trust you so much I’m going to head upstairs to change and you can deal with?—”

“Oh, hell no, do not leave me with her.” Maggie links her arm through mine, stopping me.

“If you do not let go of me, I’m gonna fire you,” I whisper as the door open and Sienna walks in.

“You would never,” she whispers.

“Hey ladies,” Senna singsongs as she walks in and looks around. “My man told me how adorable this place was. I can’t believe I’ve never stopped in here.”

Her husband has never once stopped in here, but whatever.

“It’s pretty new. We just opened a couple months ago,” I say with almost zero inflection in my voice.

“Well, little Jay is turning five next month, and he’s always had a Chargers themed party, but now his daddy’s a Knight, so I was thinking we should make that switch.” She turns and looksat one on the display cases. “These are gorgeous. Black and gold, I think I can get behind those colors.”

“Universal.” Maggie smiles as she walks behind the counter and grabs an order form, slides it across the glass, and says, “Just let us know what you need and when you need it.”

“Perfect. I think I’ll take this with me, but I …” She turns and looks at me. “Can I chat with you real quick?”

“Sure.”

She glances at Maggie. “Somewhere a little more private?”

“Oh no, this is fine. She’ll just tell me, anyway. In Blue Valley, we’re all fam—literally.” Maggie stands beside me with her arms crossed.

“Right. Of course, I see the resemblance.” She looks us both up and down.

Maggie looks at me. “Did she just fat shame us? What was it, Big Girl Barbie?”

I bite back a laugh.

“Oh no, that comment was about your hair and makeup. You look like a Barbie. It had nothing to do with your height or size,” Sienna excuses her shit behavior.

“I mean, perfect, because if it actually did, I would have to say something like maybe you should eat a fucking cupcake and you wouldn’t be so miserable.” Maggie looks at me and quips, “I bet her picture is next to hangry in the dictionary.”

“Oh, hell no, I came here to apologize to this one, not to be berated by you.” She points at Mags.

“You can see your way out.” I nod to the storefront. “And don’t you ever point at my seventeen-year-old cousin again. As a matter of fact, don’t you bother looking in her direction.”

“I had no idea she was a child.”

“Again, I feel like she’s body-shaming me.” Maggie sighs exaggeratedly.

“Is this how you treat customers? Maybe that’s why there’s not one person in this fucking store.”

The bells jingle on the door, and I glance over my shoulder and see Beau Boone walking into the store.

“What’s the good word, ladies?” he asks, as if he does not notice the tension in the room.

“I don’t know how you fools can live in this tiny-ass little town,” Sienna sputters as she storms past Boone and out the door.

“Have a good day,” Maggie calls after her then looks at Boone. “Dude, she’s a freaking bitch.”

“Spill the tea, ladies.” He sits down on one of the stools.

“Mags, that’s all you. I’m going to change.”

“Oh, I see how it is,” Boone calls after me.

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