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“Sorry, did I wake you?” she asked, sitting down on the side of the bed. She set a cup of coffee on the nightstand next to me.
“What time is it?” I reached for the coffee and took a healthy sip.
“Almost six.”
“Ugh,” I groaned. “I assume this means they’ve given away our room again. We should head over.” I swung my legs to the floor.
“No rush. I have it all worked out. We’ll stay here, but in a suite that opened up this afternoon. They’ll move us when we’re ready. I gave the night manager next door a firm talking to, and you will not be charged for last night or today.”
I raised a brow. “You’ve been busy.”
“I’ve only been up about an hour. I just wanted to take care of everything before we ended up out on the streets again.” She shrugged.
“Well, thanks. I don’t think either of us wanted to sleep in the car.”
“The tour bus was bad enough. My sedan is out of the question. Especially in November.”
I nodded. We settled in our more permanent room before showering and looking for dinner, but by the time we were all moved and clean, we just ordered room service and turned on the TV.
When dinner came, Cee grabbed the door and brought it back to the couch, handing me my dinner. This change in her attitude toward me was unexpected, but welcome. For the moment, it was more like our friendship before everything in her life blew up in her face.
“I’m glad I wasn’t the enemy today. It’s been nice being your friend again,” I threw out.
She chewed her chicken thoughtfully. “It turns out you were never the enemy.”
“Sure felt like it,” I scoffed.
“Oh, I treated you like the enemy, but I misplaced my aggression, and for that I’m really sorry.”
“You’ve been through some shit. It’s fine.”
“I know what you did.” She stared at me.
“What did I do?”
“You let me believe it was you dragging me along. That you believed Wyatt was better off with Mason.” She looked at me sadly, and I just shrugged. “The whole time you were the only one on my side.”
“I’m always on your side, Cee.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” she asked.
“It wouldn’t have made a difference to blame everyone else. What was happening was going to happen. I was just the messenger.”
“Well, that sucked, and I should’ve realized my sister was behind it.”
“How do you know all this?” There was a glimmer of hope blooming in my chest. One that told me we’d make it out of this as friends.
“She told me. Actually, she yelled at me.”
My eyes widened. “She yelled at you?”
“Yes. For treating you like shit when you’re the one always saving me and trying to keep me out of trouble to begin with.” She gave me a look of contrition.
Huh. “So, I’m sorry I’m a handful. And that I made you break your hand.”
I chuckled. “You didn’t force me to punch that guy.”
“But it was badass.” She smiled.
