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“She seems nice,” Easy snickered.
I flipped him off.
Easy nodded at me. “She probably only likes you because of your shirt, though.”
I looked down at my shirt and scowled.
The sooner we found Brandt’s place, the sooner I could return to Wyndemere, my clothes, and be away from the Devil’s Knights.
I could only handle them for a short amount of time, and I was already nearing my tolerance for them.
Chapter Seven
Tatum
“You’re sure?”
I nodded. “Totally.”
“I don’t think this is the best idea,” Ethel worried. “Why don’t you think about it some more, honey? I can make you another cup of coffee, and you can mull it over.”
Meg crouched down in front of me. “I love Ethel with my whole heart but don’t listen to her. You don’t need to think about this. It’s just hair.”
“I think this is the chaos Murphy was talking about,” Greta laughed from the doorway.
Meg waved off Greta. “Go make another batch of margaritas.”
“I wouldn’t have to if Gravel hadn’t drunk half of the last batch,” Greta muttered. She headed back to the kitchen, muttering under her breath.
“He’s likes strawberry,” Ethel replied. “I told you to make a different flavor.”
“He’s outside, starting the firepit. Just take the blender into the laundry room, and he won’t know you made more,” Meg advised.
“Or you could bring the blender in here,” Cyn smirked.
“One time, years and years ago, and you won’t let me live it down, will you?” Meg grumbled.
“Wait, what?” I asked. “What happened years and years ago with a blender?” The guys had been gone for close to an hour, and I had already heard a few hilarious stories from Meg.
“Well, it wasn’t a blender,” Cyn confessed. “Meg got Marley drunk and then panicked when Troy and King came back or something like that. Instead of just being an adult, Meg shoved her into the bathroom with a pot of coffee to sober her up and tried to act like Marley wasn’t drunk off her butt.”
“There is so much more to it than that,” Meg muttered. “I didn’t get her drunk just because. She had the deer in the headlights look, and I thought a shot would help.”
“Five, Meg,” Ethel laughed. “She had five shots in a matter of minutes. The girl was hammered before the fifth shot went down.” Ethel looked at me. “Marley is Gravel’s daughter who hooked up with Meg’s best friend. She’s a lightweight and can’t cook to save her life.” Ethel held up her hands. “Great girl, though.”
“Fire is going,” Lennox called. “Though I did have to take the lighter fluid away from Gravel.” Lennox appeared behind Cyn. “He was scaring me when he pretended like he was peeing lighter fluid on the fire.”
“What?” Ethel exclaimed. “What is that old coot trying to do? Start himself on fire?” Ethel pushed past Cyn and Lennox. “Think before you let Meg near you,” Ethel called.
This was the chaos Murphy had talked about.
It wasn’t that a big thing that was happening to make it chaotic; it was little things all happening at once that made it so chaotic.
Meg wants to dye my hair.
Cyn is reminiscing about the crazy things Meg has done.
Gravel trying to light the fire pit but possibly lighting himself on fire.
