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“I concur,” Ivy said.

Chloe pressed her lips together. She needed to lighten up. They were in Vegas—well, currently over the Mojave if her watch was correct. It was only an hour flight.

She deserved to go and hang with her friends. Even if Nick had to practically drag her to the airport to get her to leave the house.

“You know what? Yes. I’d like a vodka tonic with lime, please.”

“That’s more like it.” Jinx clapped. “The same times three.”

“What if I didn’t want a vodka tonic?” Ivy popped her head up.

“What do you want, then?”

Ivy sighed. “Vodka tonic.”

“I thought so.”

The stewardess gave them an indulgent smile. “I’ll be right back, ladies.”

Jinx leaned into Chloe. “So, which of those delicious babes are you focusing on this weekend?”

“You’re on drugs. I’m so not interested in a rockstar again. Nope.”

Jinx winced. “Right. But you’ve been off the market for ages.” She tapped the ring on Chloe’s hand. “Even if you keep wearing that little ice chip.”

Chloe used her thumb to straighten her ring. “It’s just easier.” It didn’t even feel like her ring anymore. More like a little guardian angel against dealing with men of the opposite sex. Of course some nights at Rafferty’s, it was more like a neon challenge sign over her head, but mostly a deterrent.

“Well, this weekend isn’t about easier. It’s about fun. And it’s past time you get back on the horse. Or a studly male in this case.”

“I don’t jump into bed with people, Jinx. You know that.”

“Well, it’s time to loosen up. You have a prime twenty-three-year-old pussy that is rotting away.”

Chloe crinkled her nose. “Nice.” She sighed. “Besides, this girl has given birth. There’s nothing prime about my…any

thing.”

Ivy turned in her seat and peeked over the top. “Seriously, you’re a hot redhead with curves that make men drool. You’re prime everything.”

Chloe rolled her eyes. “Also, every one of the guys in Oblivion are married.”

Jinx slumped in her chair. “Well, that’s unfortunate.”

The stewardess came down the aisle with a tray of drinks. Jinx perked up again. No plastic cups on this flight. No, these were tall glasses with garnishes and thin straws with perfect wedges of lime on the rims.

Not like the half dehydrated lime scraps from the restaurant Chloe worked at. These were fat and juicy. She could tell just from the looks of them as the woman set the drinks on their tables.

Jinx took a sip before the stewardess had a chance to step back. “Oh, we need to get married.”

The woman laughed. “I’m glad you like them. We’ll be landing in twenty minutes. Enjoy.”

“Can we have one more round then?”

The dark-haired woman winked. “You got it.”

Jinx held up her glass. “To an unforgettable weekend.”

Chloe clinked her glass with her two best friends. “To remembering I’m single.”

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