Olive was going to be okay.
I couldn’t accept anything else.
Two hours later,my phone rang.
I was surprised it hadn’t gone off sooner.
I didn’t want to answer, but I knew Clay was just going to keep calling if I didn’t.
“Hey,” I said, my voice shaking slightly.
“Hey, Gorgeous.” Clay’s voice was upbeat. “Where did you go? Your studio’s empty, and I’ve got your newest batch of ice cream ready.”
“It’s a long story.” I ran a hand over my face and glanced over at Sydney, worried I was making her uncomfortable.
She flashed me a smile and a thumbs-up.
Guess she didn’t mind the conversation.
“I’ve got time.” Clay still didn’t sound concerned.
Something told me that was about to change.
“I finally heard from Olive. She has cancer. It’s bad, and she doesn’t have much time left. Syd and I are on our way to pick her up so I can bring her back to the Lodge and change her, if she lets me. She’s a handful of states away, so it’s about a day each direction.”
There was a moment’s pause.
“Fuck,” Clay finally said. “I’m so sorry. Pull over, and I’ll meet you out there as soon as I can. Syd can take my car back, and I’ll drive you.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. “No, Savage. We’re just friends who screw, remember?”
He growled. “Friends go on road trips together.”
“Not to pick up their dying twin sister.”
“Then I don’t want to be just fuckingfriends, Nova.”
“We can talk about it when I get back. I’ll let you know when I’m headed home.”
“Fine. Share your location with me so I can see where you are.”
“That’s not friendly.”
“I don’t give a damn what it is. Share it or I’ll have Hunter hack your phone for me.”
I let out a long breath. “Fine, I’ll share it. See you in a few days.”
“Be careful, Gorgeous.”
“I will. Bye.”
“Bye.”
I hung up, hit the button to share my location with him, and dropped my phone on my lap.
“How’s Clay?” Syd asked.
She sounded amused, which didn’t surprise me even a little.