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“Am not,” I said.
“You would have been as hell-bent to risk your neck and solve your dad’s problems. You just wouldn’t have had some crazy Rock Chick to get you in trouble while she’s tryin’ to watch your back.”
“Indy’s not a crazy Rock Chick.”
“And Indy isn’t the only one watchin’ your back.”
I smiled at him. I knew what he meant because that warm feeling was in my belly again, but I decided, and for the life of me I didn’t know why, to tease him and maybe, just a little bit, flirt.
So I cocked my head and said, “I know. Ally’s watching it too.”
Wow. Flirting worked.
His eyes went liquid. My belly fluttered, his other arm went around me and his thumb came under my chin and tilted my head back even further.
“Allyisa crazy Rock Chick,” he said.
I couldn’t help it. I let out a little giggle.
He watched me for a beat then his face got serious. “I don’t like what you’re doin’, I don’t agree with it and if I can, I’ll stop it.”
Wonderful.
I didn’t like that he didn’t like it, but I nodded anyway.
We were at an impasse and we both knew it.
“This your way of tryin’ to prove to me you’re boring?” Eddie asked. “If it is, I should warn you, it really isn’t workin’.”
I shook my head then tried again to use the truth and said, “Eddie, trust me, Iamboring.”
The dimple came out. “You’re crazy.”
“I’m not.”
“What are you doin’ now?”
“Indy and I are meeting Daisy at the Cruise Room for a drink.”
His eyes flared. “Youarecrazy.”
“I’mnot.”
We stared at each other again. I was preparing for another battle, but to my surprise, he gave in again.
“For Christ’s sake,chiquita, be careful,” he said.
I snuggled deeper into his body. I didn’t have a choice since his arm went super tight around me, and I said, “Okay.”
SEVENTEEN
DAISY, INDY AND ME—THE UNHOLY TRINITY
We met Daisy in the ultra-cool, art deco Cruise Room of the Oxford Hotel.
Daisy was already sitting in a booth waiting for us. She was decked out in second-skin denim and rhinestones, the two-buttoned jacket exposing acres of cleavage. The purply-pink neon that had been giving cool-ass atmosphere to the Cruise Room for nearly one hundred years was shining in platinum-blonde hair that was so teased and sprayed I figured environmental watch groups had campaigns dedicated to stopping her single-handed destruction of the ozone layer.
We ordered dirty martinis and settled in.
