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That had Maven’s mouth tipping up into a small smile.

I leaned forward, ready to ask her another question, when phones started to go off everywhere.

I pulled mine out, right along with my brothers, as well as the state trooper next to our table.

“Ruh-roh,” Maven said as she eyed the entire table. “This isn’t lookin’ too good for y’all.”

Quaid stood up with a snarl. “Gang war. Hostages. Goddammit.”

I stood up and shoved the phone into my pocket.

“Shit, I have to go.” I looked at her. “Can I get you a ride?”

She smiled softly at me before saying, “It’s a three-block walk from here. Remember?”

More like eight, but I couldn’t argue with her as nearly the entire café emptied.

“I’m sorry for leaving you hanging,” I said as I bent over and placed a short kiss onto her lips. “But let me know what the lawyer has to say.”

She raised a brow at me. “How would I do that?”

I opened my mouth, then closed it. “Shit. I guess you’d need my number, wouldn’t you?”

“We gotta go, dumbass!” my brothers called from the door.

Since I was the driver for three of them, it wasn’t like I had time to kill here.

“Just come over tonight,” she suggested. “If you have time.”

I winked, then took off at a jog.

If only I’d known that shit would hit the fan in more ways than one, I might’ve given her my number and said to hell with work.

But I didn’t and I would pay for it the hard way.

I’m not even a hot mess anymore. I’m just a room-temp mess.

—Maven to Athena

MAVEN

He never made it over.

But to be completely truthful, it was a good thing.

Because had he pushed and asked me why I’d needed the ride to the lawyer, he would’ve figured out that I didn’t drive because I was under the influence.

As in, taking pain medication to keep the pain from my PCOS and endometriosis under control.

When I’d turned fourteen and had gotten my first period, I’d thought I was going to die.

It’d been Vickie who got me to the specialist, and we’d found out that I had issues and would forever have issues.

Ever since then, we’d found ways to manage it… mostly.

But sometimes, like this current period, I had to take a bit more medication to keep myself going.

Hence the reason I couldn’t drive.

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