Page 55 of Other Side Of Never
My eyebrows shot up at her disgruntled look.“Are you going tonight?”
Raising her eyebrows along with her book bag, she smacked me on the ass.“Let’s go.This is a good one.”
I rolled my eyes.“You love your cowboys.”
She wagged her eyebrows.“Especially when there are two of them!”
I laughed and threw my arm around her shoulders.
Her face softened.“It’s good to see you laughing.I hope you enjoy yourself tonight.Try not to get us kicked out too early.”
“Oh, no,” I breathed.“Are we not meeting at Michelle’s tonight?”
“Nathan is taking her out for their anniversary.We’re going to The Beanery.”
“Well, shit,” I huffed.“Looks like book club is going to be short tonight.”
It was not.
In fact, the owners of The Beanery got smart and put a sign on the door stating there was an event, and restricted orders to take out only.
In celebration, Noelle, Harley, Wren, Shae, and I were the last ones there.
Wren chewed her lip as she stared at the display case.
Noelle rolled her eyes and laughed.“For goodness’ sake, Wren, there’s only one left and we all know you want it.”
“I do,” she admitted.“I so do.”
Facing the beleaguered barista at the counter, I ordered four coffee refills and Shae’s French Vanilla Cappuccino.“And can you add the last chocolate croissant, two brownies, a chocolate chip cookie, and the birthday cake cupcake?”
“That better be for me,” Harley mumbled when I got back to the table.
“It is,” I assured her.
Noelle and I dived on the brownies while Shae snapped up the chocolate chip cookie to dunk in her French Vanilla.
“You’re disgusting,” I groused.
“Dunking is a time-honored tradition.”
Noelle scrunched up her nose.“It’s the soggy crumbs in the bottom of the cup that kill me.”
“Are you a dunker?”Shae asked.
She shook her head.“Hawkley.”
Harley laughed as the rest of us stared at her, the thought of Hawkley, that grumpy bear, dunking his cookies giving us the giggles.
Noelle smiled serenely but her eyes twinkled.“He has hidden depths.”
“What’s up with you?”Harley challenged.
I looked around the table to see who she was talking to, but everyone was looking at me.
I pressed my fingers to my chest and raised my eyebrows.“Me?”
“Yeah,” Shae answered.“You’re not yourself.”
