wasn’t
getting the time of day from me, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t
mess with him a little.
He swallowed hard, and
I struggled not to laugh.
“How was your morning
exploring, Daisy?” Chad asked.
I paused to take a sip
of water. “It was mostly uneventful.”
“Uneventful?” Reyna
laughed. “You found a Voodoo shop.”
“Like I said, mostly uneventful.”
“Was it down on
Bourbon? Because those places are all tourist traps.” Shaun sounded
proud of himself, like he was saving me from having the wool pulled
over my eyes.
“Yeah. I know.”
Something felt off agreeing with him though. Kalisa may have played
with me, but I didn’t like saying the Midnight Cauldron was a
tourist trap. If nothing else the ambience had its own value and
place.
Shaun set down his
fork. “You should have asked me to come with you. You didn’t have
to do that alone.”
I laughed dryly. “Yeah,
asking you wasn’t in the cards.”
Chad suddenly grinned.
“What? One night with him was enough?”
Wait. Did Chad actually
think something had happened? Hadn’t Reyna set him straight?
Before I could mull it
over for too long, I felt a hand settle on my leg. I was already
wearing the black skirt that was part of my cat costume. I’d packed
one far less short than the one Reyna had suggested I wear.
“What can I say? I wore
her out.” He slid his hand up higher.
I smacked his hand
away. “If by wearing me out you mean sending me out of his room
running and screaming, then sure.”
Chad laughed. “Ouch,
man.”
“To set the record
straight absolutely nothing happened last night except this jerk
trying to take advantage of me.” Take that. I was on fire. If I’d
felt this way the night before Shaun would have had a hand print
across his face and a sore groin from me kicking him.
Reyna shot me a funny
look, but I didn’t care. Chad should know that his roommate was a
total pervert. I hoped he didn’t already know it. If so, he’d
knowingly sent me to the lions and was not someone Reyna should be
giving the time of day. You can tell a lot about a guy by the way
he treats your friends.
“How drunk were you,
Daisy?” Shaun smirked. “I think you’re remembering things
wrong.”
Seriously? He was going
to play that game?
“Remembering things
wrong?” I tossed my napkin on the table. “No, I’m remembering
things perfectly. If we had such a great night, why did you have to
self-service this morning?”
The couple at the next
table turned to look at us. I didn’t care. I wasn’t holding it
in.
Shaun’s response was to
put his hand back on my leg.
I pushed my chair
back.
“Shaun, please stop
creeping out Daisy.” Reyna glared at him.
I headed to the
entrance without worrying about who would cover my tab. Considering
the circumstances, I figured I deserved a free bowl of pasta.
Reyna ran after me.
“Daisy!”
I stopped walking and
turned around.
She pulled me into a
hug. “I’m sorry. I’m being an awful friend.”
I didn’t disagree with
her there. If the tables had been turned I’d be finding a hotel
room or driving us home.
“It’s just that I want
things to work with Chad. I’ve never met anyone who makes me feel
this way.”
I believed her. The
emotion in her words and face seemed real, but it was the way she
glowed that made it impossible to deny. “I get that, but I still
don’t need this.”
“I know. I know. I’ll
leave tonight if you want.” She meant it. Reyna was a horrible
actress. That reality alone was enough to keep me there.
“I think I can handle
waiting until tomorrow. Just get Shaun to go out with you guys and
without me.”
We reached the
apartment, and Reyna unlocked the door. Chad must have given her
the key. “Why can’t we do the reverse? You come, and he does
something else?”
“Because I’m still
going to be the third wheel. I get you’re into Chad, and that’s
fine, but I’d rather do homework than tag along with you guys.”
“Daisy?
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