Goldie laughed.“I think I’ll take you up on both of those as soon as I use the bathroom.”She nodded to the bathroom behind me.“If I could just get through.”
“Oh, shit, yeah.”I stepped to the side.
Goldie moved across the hallway.
“I’ll just be right—” I started.
“Downstairs,” Tempi interrupted.
Goldie froze with her hand almost on the bathroom door.
Tempi smiled too wide.“We will just be downstairs so you don’t feel like we’re waiting outside the bathroom like two creeps.”
Then she grabbed my shoulder and yanked me backward.“Right, Wheels?”
I looked from Goldie to Tempi.“Uh, yeah,” I grunted.
Goldie gave a small chuckle and ducked into the bathroom.The door closed behind her, and the lock clicked.
The second it did, I yanked away from Tempi and glared at her.“Twister told me I’m supposed to keep an eye on her.”
Tempi rolled her eyes so hard I was surprised she didn’t hurt herself.She grabbed my arm again and started dragging me toward the stairs.“You are, but you don’t need to listen to her pee, caveman.”
“I wasn’t listening to her pee.”
“You were about two seconds from posting up with your ear against the door.”
“I was not.”
“You absolutely were.”She tugged harder.“There are no windows in the bathroom, and I don’t think Goldie plans on rappelling down the side of the building.You can stand down until she comes down the stairs.”
“I don’t stand down.”
“You’re doing it right now.”
“Only because you’re annoying.”
She smiled over her shoulder.“I’ve been called worse.”
I let her pull me down the stairs because, unfortunately, she had a point.
There weren’t windows in the bathroom, and Goldie probably wasn’t gonna rappel down the side of the building.
Probably.
We hit the bottom step, and I stopped.Tempi kept walking for two more steps before she realized I wasn’t with her.She turned and looked at me.
I folded my arms and leaned against the post at the bottom of the staircase.
She stared.
I stared back.
“You’re serious,” she said.
“Yep.”
“You’re gonna stand there until she comes down?”
