Page 73 of Fallen Flame

“King is the Prez of the Devil’s Knights.”

“Better.”

“They’re a motorcycle club. They’re pretty much like us, just not us.”

She nodded. “So she really invented those tacos?”

“As far as everyone here is concerned...”

“She should win an award.”

“I don’t think anyone would argue.”

She sighed dreamily. “I would like more Meg tacos.”

“Tomorrow.”

“I’ll hopefully survive until then.” She held another finger up. “Okay. The Alice thing.”

I knew that one was coming.

“What exactly were Wrecker and Alice talking about?”

I rubbed the back of my neck. “Wrecker wasn’t really talking.”

“He was definitely communicating.”

“He was.”

“So?”

I smiled. “He thinks you’re a lot like Alice.”

She frowned.

“I mean, the whole club kind of thinks that.”

“I’m not like Alice,” she insisted. “She has purple hair, and I don’t.”

“It’s not the looks.” I searched for the right words. “You both have the same tendency to leap before looking.”

Lark gasped dramatically. “I always look.”

“You absolutely do not.”

“I glance.”

I shook my head. “You don’t even do that.”

She laughed. “So basically, I’m chaos?”

“Controlled chaos,” I reasoned.

“I’ll take that. Alice is pretty freaking cool, so you guys can say I’m like her.” She gasped. “I do have a new question. When you guys said Archie, are you talking about Archie Hanks from high school?”

“Yeah.”

She bugged her eyes at me. “Even I heard about Archie trying to put Basil in the garbage can. You guys are brutal for making those two work together.”