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Any questions she had regarding Solgre’s health left her. She swung her attention to Phate. “You’re logging your dates?”
“For research purposes,” they both responded as Solgre pulled Phate into their apartment.
Tasha stood outside of her apartment door with a migraine raging through her brain and even more questions than before.
Chapter Eight
Tasha’s front doorflew open. She jumped in surprise as it slammed against the opposite wall and Nisha stormed in. Her friend’s loud screech warned something bad had happened.
Nisha took one look at her, balled her fists at her sides and stomped a foot. “They aren’t worth our time and energy.”
“Not worth our time and energy? Who?!”
Behind Nisha’s vibrating frame, Kien stood in her doorway glaring.
Three and a half hours ago, Nisha had shown at Tasha’s apartment with a slinky red dress flung over one arm, a make-up bag in one hand and curlers in her hair. Tasha had sat on the edge of her tub and kept Nisha company while she’d dressed and listened to her excitedly describe how good their first date would be.
She’d been anticipating their outing at one of the most expensive restaurants in town. Since Kien didn’t have a car or a driver’s license, Nisha had agreed to pick him up.
Kien’s attention left the back of Nisha’s head as he glanced over it to focus on Tasha. “What are you doing up there?”
Embarrassment made heat rush up her chest, neck and face. Of course, Nisha and Kien would burst into her apartment while she was trying to eavesdrop on Solgre and Phate’s conversation.
Tasha straightened from the wall she’d been pressed against and pushed her hair from her face. “Um...nothing. Just checking the vents for...um...”
Kien looked confused as ever.
Nisha narrowed her eyes and whirled to face Kien. For a split second, Kien looked scared, and took a step back. “Stop badgering her! This is her apartment, she can do whatever she wants in her apartment.”
“Sooooo, how was the date?” Tasha asked, trying to deflect from her embarrassing situation.
Kien glanced down at Nisha. “This was the worst date I’ve had since I’ve been here.”
She stabbed him in the chest with a finger. “This has been the worst date I’veeverhad.”
He squinted, staring down at her. “Exactly how many dates have you been on?”
