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Still slouched back in his seat, Hudson lifted his drink in salute, “AndI’mthe one who got him to admit it.” After winking smugly at me, he told the others, “You’re welcome.”
I glared back, simmering.
While Keene immediately pounced on this revelation. “Like, how hot, though?” he demanded. “On a scale of one to ten?”
When I merely shook my head, refusing to answer, Foster gave a low whistle. “If he’s not saying, then youknowshe’s gotta be a nine or higher.”
I rolled my eyes. “You fuckers are seriously annoying.”
“You totally have to ask her out,” Keene encouraged.
“Yes,pleaseask out the crazy, lying girl, Archer,” Parker begged sarcastically. “So we can help you look for your favorite body parts after shechopsthem off.”
“Hey, this is serious, guys,” Thane scolded the others before turning toward me in concern. “You’re not going to let this potential fraud get to you with her stories and put one over on you, are you?”
I furrowed my brow, instantly wanting to defend Oaklynn.
But I said, “Of course not,” as I lifted my hands defensively. “Except what can she put over on me? The worst would be that she lied to get the room. And I’m fine with her having it, so what else could there possibly be?”
“There’s false hope,” Thane immediately shot back. “She could make you believe thatcommunicatingwith Thalia again is actually possible.”
“And then charge you out the ass for some bogus séance that doesn’t fucking do shit,” Parker muttered bitterly, probably remembering a certain trip he’d taken to Houston his senior year of high school to pay a psychic medium thousands in the hopes of speaking to his parents again. Which hadn’t worked.
But all I could think was that maybe Oaklynn Vargascouldhelp me pass a message along to my sister. And get one in return. I mean, if I could just talk to Thalia one more time…
If I could learn who’d taken her from me…
Fuck.
I blinked rapidly, trying to dry the moisture gathering in my eyes.
Thane saw how much it was affecting me, though. My hopes had already reached their peak, and sympathy filled his face. “Damien…” he started, shaking his head sadly.
But I sighed and lifted a hand to stop him. “I know,” I said a little more roughly than I should have. “And I’m not going to let it get to me. Alright? I’ve got this.”
“Okay,” Thane said quietly, but the concern in his eyes remained, even though physically, he backed off. “Okay,” he repeated.
Keene broke the tension at the table by saying, “Psycho liar or not, I still think you should fuck her.” Nodding encouragingly, he added, “The crazies are always the hottest in bed. Trust me.”
Parker muttered, “Oh Jesus,” under his breath and pinched at his forehead as if Keene’s idiocy had given him a headache.
While Hudson only shrugged. “Hey, I’m all for it. Get her out of your system so you can view her a little more rationally. I can almostassureyou that you’ll be able to suss out her lies better after a healthy roll in the sheets.”
“Just… For the love of God, keep her away from all sharp, knifelike objects untilafteryou get your pants back on,” Parker advised.
“Ah, jeez,” Thane grumbled, shaking his head in disappointment as a rash of mad whispering from the doorway to our private room caused us all to glance over, where we spotted a trio of giddy girls watching us nervously and gossiping amongst themselves.
“Howdy,” Thane called out, addressing them directly. “Can we help you?”
“Um, yeah…” They all focused on Foster and giggled as one. “Are you Foster Union?”
Foster straightened in surprise and flashed them his perfectly straight, white smile. “Yes, ma’am, I am.”
“Oh my God,” they shrilled in excitement and rushed forward eagerly. “We thought so. Can we take a picture with you? Please,please, say yes.”
“Sure. Of course.” As he pushed back his chair to stand, they surrounded him to touch his arms and shoulders and back. One might’ve even copped a feel of his ass.
Another handed Parker her camera, asking, “Could you?”
