The moment I hear the shower turn on upstairs, I grab my phone and open the group text with Brynn and Kate.
Kinsey:
SOS. Emergency meeting required immediately.
Kinsey:
No men allowed.
Brynn:
ARE YOU OKAY???
Kate:
Did you get arrested???
Kinsey:
Worse. I woke up in Riley Weston’s bed this morning.
Brynn:
WHAT?
Kate:
OH MY GOD
Kinsey:
Calm down. I should’ve said that differently. My apartment flooded. I’m temporarily staying at his duplex.
Brynn:
While I’m so sorry your apartment flooded, this is the greatest day of my life.
Kate:
I knew the universe would eventually intervene.
Kinsey:
You two are incredibly unhelpful. Also, I need sheets for the spare room, so we’re going shopping today and I require emotional support.
Brynn:
On it. Be ready in 30, we’ll pick you up.
Kate:
I’ll drive.
I stare at the messages before lowering my forehead gently against the cool kitchen counter. This situation is already spiraling completely out of control.
Chapter thirty-two
Kinsey