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Authors: Cari Quinn, Taryn Elliott
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one often.” Ivy stood up and wiggled her hips until her shorts straightened out. “We may not be gambling types, but we are definitely exploring types. And we don’t even have to leave the hotel. Which is a good thing.” She picked up her phone. “It’s, ummm, one-hundred-and-fourteen degrees outside.”
Chloe flinched. “That’s hideous.”
“Yeah. So, air conditioned hotel it is. We’ll get all beautified and find some new outfits.”
Chloe scrunched up her shoulders. “I brought stuff.”
“Come on. When do you get spoiled? This is a once in a lifetime thing.”
“Nick is just being nice.” And he already spoiled her son plenty.
“Our mere thousand dollars’ worth of—”
“ Thousand ?” Chloe spluttered. “More like three.”
“It’s chump change to him. He probably spends that on guitar strings.”
Chloe hauled her suitcase onto the bed and pulled out shorts and a very cute Target top. This was plenty for her. She didn’t need three-hundred dollar shirts. “That’s not the point.” Where the hell was her bra?
“Just check your phone, would you?”
Chloe stopped digging and looked up. “What about my phone?”
“You got a text. I didn’t look at it really. Well, I looked to make sure it wasn’t Axl—”
Chloe crossed to the bedside table where her phone was plugged in. She perched on the side of the bed, and nibbled at the edge of her nail. “It’s from Nick.”
“Read it.”
She was afraid to swipe it up to look at it.
Just look, you idiot.
N C : Hey C - that tab seems way too small for three babes. You aren’t spending your own money, are you?
A nother text came ten minutes later, according to the stamp.
N C : I’ll kick your ass if you’re spending your own money. Consider it a late Christmas present, for fuck’s sake. Have fun. That’s an order.
NC: Don’t make me come down there.
C hloe couldn’t help but laugh. She could hear his gruff voice in her ear as she read the text. He really was the sweetest guy on the planet, with a grumpy bedside manner. Even back when they were kids fumbling in the dark, he’d been far kinder than a lot of the guys she’d been with.
C A : We’re behaving, that’s all.
H e replied almost immediately .
N C : Well, stop it.
CA: Who are you? You’re usually arguing for a sale price.
NC: Retail fuckers can give me a discount. They already marked it up 200%. This is Vegas. You don’t look at the check. You just sign. Don’t make me find Jinx. I know she’ll spend my money.
CA: All right. Jeez. Understood.
NC: See you at the show. Buy all the things.
S he laughed . “All right. Looks like we’re spending all the money today.”
“I heard that,” Jinx yelled from the bathroom.
“Of course you did.” Chloe quickly got dressed and put on a light touch of makeup. By the time Jinx got out of the bathroom, they were all ready to go.
Hangovers a thing of the past, they did a bit of retail therapy. Clothing, makeup, and of course the nails and feet deal killed a few hours. They refueled with coffee and frozen custard before another round of shopping. They put themselves in Meri’s capable hands. By the time they walked out of Luxe she’d been numbed to the idea of signing her name to every damn receipt that day.
She soothed herself with a walk through the shark exhibit, which they pre-gamed with a frozen drink called Shark Attack. There was much rum involved. And much more laughter as they shared an appetizer under a few thousand pounds of water with a terrifying number of predators swimming right over their heads.
Jinx dunked her deep fried mozzarella medallion in the spicy dipping sauce. “So, we have Warning Sign, Brooklyn Dawn, and Oblivion at the show tonight? How the hell are we going to survive that?”
“Earplugs?” Ivy asked.
Chloe elbowed Ivy. “I think she meant more of a triple threat of awesome.”
“You know I love a good show. Are you sure I can’t lure Deacon away from his
Chloe flinched. “That’s hideous.”
“Yeah. So, air conditioned hotel it is. We’ll get all beautified and find some new outfits.”
Chloe scrunched up her shoulders. “I brought stuff.”
“Come on. When do you get spoiled? This is a once in a lifetime thing.”
“Nick is just being nice.” And he already spoiled her son plenty.
“Our mere thousand dollars’ worth of—”
“ Thousand ?” Chloe spluttered. “More like three.”
“It’s chump change to him. He probably spends that on guitar strings.”
Chloe hauled her suitcase onto the bed and pulled out shorts and a very cute Target top. This was plenty for her. She didn’t need three-hundred dollar shirts. “That’s not the point.” Where the hell was her bra?
“Just check your phone, would you?”
Chloe stopped digging and looked up. “What about my phone?”
“You got a text. I didn’t look at it really. Well, I looked to make sure it wasn’t Axl—”
Chloe crossed to the bedside table where her phone was plugged in. She perched on the side of the bed, and nibbled at the edge of her nail. “It’s from Nick.”
“Read it.”
She was afraid to swipe it up to look at it.
Just look, you idiot.
N C : Hey C - that tab seems way too small for three babes. You aren’t spending your own money, are you?
A nother text came ten minutes later, according to the stamp.
N C : I’ll kick your ass if you’re spending your own money. Consider it a late Christmas present, for fuck’s sake. Have fun. That’s an order.
NC: Don’t make me come down there.
C hloe couldn’t help but laugh. She could hear his gruff voice in her ear as she read the text. He really was the sweetest guy on the planet, with a grumpy bedside manner. Even back when they were kids fumbling in the dark, he’d been far kinder than a lot of the guys she’d been with.
C A : We’re behaving, that’s all.
H e replied almost immediately .
N C : Well, stop it.
CA: Who are you? You’re usually arguing for a sale price.
NC: Retail fuckers can give me a discount. They already marked it up 200%. This is Vegas. You don’t look at the check. You just sign. Don’t make me find Jinx. I know she’ll spend my money.
CA: All right. Jeez. Understood.
NC: See you at the show. Buy all the things.
S he laughed . “All right. Looks like we’re spending all the money today.”
“I heard that,” Jinx yelled from the bathroom.
“Of course you did.” Chloe quickly got dressed and put on a light touch of makeup. By the time Jinx got out of the bathroom, they were all ready to go.
Hangovers a thing of the past, they did a bit of retail therapy. Clothing, makeup, and of course the nails and feet deal killed a few hours. They refueled with coffee and frozen custard before another round of shopping. They put themselves in Meri’s capable hands. By the time they walked out of Luxe she’d been numbed to the idea of signing her name to every damn receipt that day.
She soothed herself with a walk through the shark exhibit, which they pre-gamed with a frozen drink called Shark Attack. There was much rum involved. And much more laughter as they shared an appetizer under a few thousand pounds of water with a terrifying number of predators swimming right over their heads.
Jinx dunked her deep fried mozzarella medallion in the spicy dipping sauce. “So, we have Warning Sign, Brooklyn Dawn, and Oblivion at the show tonight? How the hell are we going to survive that?”
“Earplugs?” Ivy asked.
Chloe elbowed Ivy. “I think she meant more of a triple threat of awesome.”
“You know I love a good show. Are you sure I can’t lure Deacon away from his
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