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Authors: Cari Quinn, Taryn Elliott
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change. As usual with Jinx she said whatever came off the top of her head.
Chloe slid off the bed and padded to the cart of food. She took a croissant and a big bottle of water. “Want?”
“Coffee?” Jinx crawled down the bed with a hopeful look. “My sister did the ordering so it might not be included. She’s a sadist.”
“I don’t know how she survives without it, but no there’s two huge mugs on here.”
“Awesome. I don’t have to kill her after all.” Jinx leaped off the bed. They bumped hips as they reached for creamer and sugar on the small cart. It helped with the dead animal feel in her mouth, but she desperately wanted a shower.
And her toothbrush.
Luckily, Jinx wasn’t paying attention when Ivy came out, so Chloe sprinted for the bathroom and slammed the door in her face with smile. The fact that she rarely was allowed a long shower made her linger a little longer than she normally would.
A twang of homesickness started to grow, but she sloughed it away with an orange blossom scrub she’d found on the counter. Talk about high end cosmetics. Some were from the spa, but the ones offered by the hotel were just as luxurious.
Scrubbed pink as a lobster, she finally gave into the pounding from Jinx. She shrugged on her robe of glory and made a turban with her towel for her hair. A plume of steam escaped as she opened the door. “So impatient.”
“Dude, you were in there for days.”
“The day you have a two-year-old is the day I’ll feel sorry for taking extra time.”
“Bah.” Jinx gathered all her toiletries and sailed through the door. “If you used all the hot water, I’m cutting off your hair and selling it on eBay.”
“Is everything violence with you?”
Jinx turned around with a tight smile. “I said cut your hair, not scalp you, didn’t I?” And she shut the door.
Ivy was sprawled on the bed nearest the window. She swung her crossed ankles. “She’s in a surprisingly good mood this morning—well, afternoon now.”
“Not sure how you guys do the living together thing.”
“Eh. We just stay out of each other’s way on the shitty days. Otherwise she’s barely home anyway.”
Jinx worked more jobs than she did, and that included motherhood.
“So, my sister mentioned nails. There’s a cool mani-pedi place on the seventeenth floor we can try. There’s a bunch of eateries there too. Hydrate up for tonight.”
Chloe sat on the edge of the bed. “Yeah, the concert will definitely require that.” She was excited to see Brooklyn Dawn. They were one of her favorite bands. Oh, to be lush and blond with hair down to her ass. Not to mention having men drool over her. Lindsey York was amazing, and her voice was kickass.
There’d been a time when she’d longed for that kind of life. Dating a rockstar had been thrilling at first, then reality had splashed a bucket of cold water on that dream. She’d hated wondering where Snake was every night—hated that trust was in short demand.
She’d never had proof that he was unfaithful, but she’d been too afraid to dig for answers. He’d tried desperately to get clean so many times. She wanted to believe in him. Longed to believe in him with each hopeful smile he’d given her.
Swallowed every lie. For her own sake, and for the life that had been growing inside of her. Axl hadn’t been planned, but he was the very best of both of them. Snake’s charm and crooked smile, her helpfulness.
Ivy rolled to a sitting position and snapped her fingers. “Earth to Chloe.”
“Sorry.”
“Axl’s fine.”
Chloe rolled her eyes and gave her friend a sheepish grin. “For once it wasn’t Axl.”
“Oh.” Ivy nibbled on her lower lip. “Snake?”
“Yeah. Usually I’m too busy to think about him to be honest. I’m not used to being free to do what I want.”
“You deserve to have some freedom and some fun. Sunday we can go back to being responsible people.”
“You’re right.”
“See? I don’t get to hear that
Chloe slid off the bed and padded to the cart of food. She took a croissant and a big bottle of water. “Want?”
“Coffee?” Jinx crawled down the bed with a hopeful look. “My sister did the ordering so it might not be included. She’s a sadist.”
“I don’t know how she survives without it, but no there’s two huge mugs on here.”
“Awesome. I don’t have to kill her after all.” Jinx leaped off the bed. They bumped hips as they reached for creamer and sugar on the small cart. It helped with the dead animal feel in her mouth, but she desperately wanted a shower.
And her toothbrush.
Luckily, Jinx wasn’t paying attention when Ivy came out, so Chloe sprinted for the bathroom and slammed the door in her face with smile. The fact that she rarely was allowed a long shower made her linger a little longer than she normally would.
A twang of homesickness started to grow, but she sloughed it away with an orange blossom scrub she’d found on the counter. Talk about high end cosmetics. Some were from the spa, but the ones offered by the hotel were just as luxurious.
Scrubbed pink as a lobster, she finally gave into the pounding from Jinx. She shrugged on her robe of glory and made a turban with her towel for her hair. A plume of steam escaped as she opened the door. “So impatient.”
“Dude, you were in there for days.”
“The day you have a two-year-old is the day I’ll feel sorry for taking extra time.”
“Bah.” Jinx gathered all her toiletries and sailed through the door. “If you used all the hot water, I’m cutting off your hair and selling it on eBay.”
“Is everything violence with you?”
Jinx turned around with a tight smile. “I said cut your hair, not scalp you, didn’t I?” And she shut the door.
Ivy was sprawled on the bed nearest the window. She swung her crossed ankles. “She’s in a surprisingly good mood this morning—well, afternoon now.”
“Not sure how you guys do the living together thing.”
“Eh. We just stay out of each other’s way on the shitty days. Otherwise she’s barely home anyway.”
Jinx worked more jobs than she did, and that included motherhood.
“So, my sister mentioned nails. There’s a cool mani-pedi place on the seventeenth floor we can try. There’s a bunch of eateries there too. Hydrate up for tonight.”
Chloe sat on the edge of the bed. “Yeah, the concert will definitely require that.” She was excited to see Brooklyn Dawn. They were one of her favorite bands. Oh, to be lush and blond with hair down to her ass. Not to mention having men drool over her. Lindsey York was amazing, and her voice was kickass.
There’d been a time when she’d longed for that kind of life. Dating a rockstar had been thrilling at first, then reality had splashed a bucket of cold water on that dream. She’d hated wondering where Snake was every night—hated that trust was in short demand.
She’d never had proof that he was unfaithful, but she’d been too afraid to dig for answers. He’d tried desperately to get clean so many times. She wanted to believe in him. Longed to believe in him with each hopeful smile he’d given her.
Swallowed every lie. For her own sake, and for the life that had been growing inside of her. Axl hadn’t been planned, but he was the very best of both of them. Snake’s charm and crooked smile, her helpfulness.
Ivy rolled to a sitting position and snapped her fingers. “Earth to Chloe.”
“Sorry.”
“Axl’s fine.”
Chloe rolled her eyes and gave her friend a sheepish grin. “For once it wasn’t Axl.”
“Oh.” Ivy nibbled on her lower lip. “Snake?”
“Yeah. Usually I’m too busy to think about him to be honest. I’m not used to being free to do what I want.”
“You deserve to have some freedom and some fun. Sunday we can go back to being responsible people.”
“You’re right.”
“See? I don’t get to hear that
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