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tightened her belly. Maybe he went back to the casino. “About?”
    “I got a huge contract today. The news was waiting for me at the office. If I hadn’t listened to you, I don’t think it would’ve been waiting for me.”
    “We make our own fate, Der.”
    “Yeah and when I pissed away money, it seemed nothing went right. And another thing, during the next two festivals, I’m offering carriage rides as part of the Hack House tours.”
    She grinned. Old fashioned carriage rides were something she’d heard her sister talk about, so to hear that they were finally coming to fruition was just great. “That’s wonderful news.”
    “Yeah, I thought I’d let you know, especially with all the hours you put in listening to me whine and cuss about my problems. You deserved to hear the good stuff.”
    Bedsprings creaked, while the sheets rustled through the open door. “I’m glad.”
    “Well, I’ll let you get back to your date. When you recover, I’ll buy you a drink.”
    She giggled and hung up the phone. With a smile she dropped her phone in her purse, washed her hands and quickly removed her contacts. By the time she left the bathroom, Street was propped against the headboard, watching her.
    “I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” She dropped her purse in the chair.
    “Going somewhere?”
    “I needed to take my contacts out and return a phone call.” She shrugged out of her borrowed shirt. “But I’m definitely here for the rest of the night.” She crawled on the bed and back in his arms.
    “This late?”
    She nodded. “Yeah.” She straddled his thighs, placing her hands on either side of his face. Stubble tickled her palms. “Nothing major.”
    He squeezed her butt. “That’s good, let me finish what I started.”

 

Chapter Six
    “And where were you last night?” Zee demanded when she entered the spa. She shoved a foam cup of coffee toward her sister.
    Na’arah stifled a wide yawn and gratefully accepted the caffeine. “A date.” She waved a hand toward a vacant chair and Zee sprawled in the cushions. The only reason Na’arah was in on Sunday was to make sure things went smoothly when she opened the shop on Monday as the owner.
    “Really?”
    She nodded.
    “All night?”
    “Yes.”
    Zee tilted her head and studied her sister, she widened her eyes. “You went out with the bartender.”
    Na’arah giggled. “Yes.”
    “Seriously? After what you told me?”
    “He apologized and took me to dinner.”
    She rolled her eyes.
    “What?”
    “You are too easy. Dinner?”
    Na’arah bumped her sister’s shoulder with her own. “It was a really nice restaurant and he apologized.”
    “You must really like this guy.”
    She sipped her coffee. “Yeah.”
    “At least tell me you used protection?”
    Na’arah inhaled her coffee instead of swallowing it and ended up choking on the dark liquid. She forgot how blunt her sister could be.
    “Seriously, Arah. Have I taught you nothing?”
    Coughing spasm subsiding, she dabbed at the liquid dribbling down her chin. “Yes, we used protection. Although if this keeps up I’ll need to refill my birth control.”
    Zee sat up straight. “What kind? Pills? Shot? That ring thing?”
    “What? Why?” She sensed an urgency she hadn’t before.
    “There was a recall on a bunch of pills, from two different companies. So if you’re taking the Pill, I hope you used a condom or a diaphragm or else you better go to plan B.”
    “No worries.”
    Zee visibly relaxed, her shoulders sagging. “Good. Your bartender doesn’t seem to be interested in more than scratching an itch.”
    Na’arah pursed her lips. “Really? And you base this off...?”
    “You worked for the man’s uncle. I’m sure you don’t expect any type of chivalry?”
    “Zee, Rue is nothing like Auggie.”
    “Keep telling yourself that. All men are the same.”
    “No, sis, they’re not. You keep picking the same type of men. Why don’t you try something new for a change and have a