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I finished my water. “Have some experience there?”
“More on the negative balances unfortunately, but I’ve had a run in or two of the Daddy Warbucks level.”
I couldn’t stop the laugh. “Haven’t heard that term in a hot minute.”
She tugged on a wilted red curl. “The red hair left me with some scars.”
I toyed with the end of my ponytail. “I get Barbie minus the breasts.”
Bells hefted her more than a handful breasts. “The big ones aren’t anything to long for. Especially with the boob sweat going on today.”
“How about we get into some air conditioning?”
“Now you’re speaking my language. I’ll drive.”
“Good thing, I don’t have a car.” I stood up and tossed the bottle into the box of recycling we had going.
“Then you can buy lunch. I’m freaking starving.”
“Deal.”
We checked in at the desk and told Cara we’d be back in a few hours. With purse in hand, I checked my messages with a wince as we headed to the parking lot.
“Something good?” Bells was digging into her astonishingly large bag.
“Just my mother’s increasing meltdowns. I’ve hit the voicemail portion.” Luckily, I could see the transcript and didn’t have to actually listen. It was bad enough to see it in hardcopy.
A charity dinner was coming up next week, and she wasn’t thrilled with the fact that I wasn’t there to field calls.
But there was one message I was happy to see. Beckett had found a way to get my phone number.
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Hey, it’s Beckett. I hope it’s okay I got your number from Laverne. Sprinkler thing is taking longer than I thought. Late dinner, ok? 8?
“What’s got you grinning so big?”
I pressed the phone to my chest. “Nothing.”
“Mmm-hmm. That’s a guy text smile.”
My face heated and I couldn’t stop the smile. “Beckett.”
“Oh, horse dude. Actually, owner dude, right?” She jangled her astonishingly huge keychain.
I wasn’t sure I would even call it a keychain. It had over a dozen charms, tassels, sparkles, and a stuffed shark hanging from the tangled mess.
“That’s me.” She pointed to a jade green car that looked like it belonged in the last century.
“Wow.”
“I know. Judy treats me right.” She stopped at the passenger side and unlocked it, opening it with a mighty creak. “Hop in.”
I was so surprised at the sheer breadth of the door that I stared for a second.
“Well, go on. It won’t bite.” I slid inside and was surprised to see how pristine it was. It had a tan leather interior and an updated instrument panel that was definitely not original to the car. It smelled like the beach with something earthy and spicy underneath.
She slammed the door before rounding the huge front of the car.
