“Doesn’t he?” Wilder’s voice drops an octave.
I shake my head at him as we round the banister. “I don’t know, Wilder. Maybe.”
He goes to say something, but standing outside my door is a haggard-looking Queen Isla the Room Stealer.
“You two,” she grits out, shooting daggers at us with her eyes. “Why do you have to fuck so loud?”
“Why do you have to?” I snap back.
She places a hand over her mouth and closes her eyes.
She’s going to throw up, isn’t she?
“Next time,” she continues weakly, “keep it down please.”
Her face looks awfully pale. Like she might puke at a moment's notice.
“I'll keep it down when you do,” I retort, flashing my eyebrows at her.
“At last your boyfriend can stay hard,” she grumbles as she heads back to her room, steadying herself against the wall.
I didn’t need more info on her sex life.
“She looks rough,” Wilder smirks.
“It’s hard being queen,” I sigh.
Enjoy your parting gift, Queen Isla!
Chapter Eight
The Bucket List
Wilder
I pull into a gas station somewhere between Asheville and Pigeon Forge desperate for a cup of coffee. Ingrid is sleeping beside me, missing the gorgeous sunrise out the window. But her fingers are laced in mine, and I take a sobering breath.
Nothing—fucking nothing—beats a week with Ingrid and zero responsibility.
Well, other than making sure we get to California and back.
“You going to wake her, or keep making googly eyes at her?” Cash quips from the back seat.
He's still bitter he overheard me making his ex-girlfriend scream while exchanging pleasantries with Mr. Winthrop this morning. Honestly, he’s just collateral damage in the Ingrid-Isla war. But I mean, aren't we all?
“Hey,” I say quietly as my fingers lightly squeeze Ingrid's hand.
Her sleepy brown eyes are glazed over as she sits up and licks her lips. “Coffee?”
“Definitely coffee.”
Cash scoffs from the back seat. “Are we going to sit here all day?”
“Would you be opposed to me strangling him to death?” Ingrid raises an eyebrow.
I shake my head. “Have at it.”
“You two are annoying,” Cash snaps as he opens the door and scrambles out.
