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Kane asks, “Butis she a hot odd duck?”
“Dude.” Tav reaches out to give Kane another smack, but he’s prepared this time and ducks.
“What?” He’s grinning wide. “Hot odd ducks fuck like demons.”
Candace makes a noise. “You probably have an STI, Kane.”
“Nope. Clean as a whistle.” He waggles his brows. “Wanna ride and see?”
“Eww.” Candace cringes.
Ian rolls his eyes. “No one here is stupid enough to fall on your dick.”
“Heyyyy,” Kane whines, but the asshat is still grinning.
I tip my head an inch closer to Wrenlee’s. “I’ll walk down with you.”
She shakes her head. “I can go.”
“Seriously, is your friend hot?” Kane pokes, still laughing, only half joking. The guy has problems.
Wrenlee peers around me at Kane. “She’s actually just out of what I gather was a pretty serious relationship. I don’t know how she’d respond to—advances—but you can always try.”
“He always does,” Tav sighs, playing aggrieved even though we all know Tav loves watching the Kane show.
Wrenlee refocuses her attention on me. “I’m gonna run down.” She pulls her phone from the counter, tucking it into the band of her leggings. “I’ll just be aminute if you could grab the chair from the office and add another plate to the table.” She makes an adorable face. “I don’t want it to look like an afterthought.”
“Consider it done.” I can’t help myself as I lean forward and press a kiss to the tip of her scrunched nose. She’s just too cute.
“Thanks.” Because she’s Wrenlee, she stands on her tiptoes and presses a kiss to my jaw. “See you soon.”
thirty-three
Wrenlee
Alice waves when I appear from the elevator, shooting me a big smile full of straight teeth. Her lips are painted her usual bright red, and she’s in a low key, but still cute outfit of black leggings and black sweater dress combo, paired with black boots. The only pop of color aside from the red of her lips and nails is the matching red scarf.
Yep, Kane’s going to be all over her. Like white on rice. Literally.
“Happy Thanksgiving!” I say as I stop close, leaning in to give her a quick, friendly hug. I don’t realize until after I’ve gone in for it that Alice isn’t thehugging kind. I don’t think I’ve ever touched her, by accident or otherwise.
When she pats my back awkwardly, I know I’ve made a mistake and pull away with a shy, “Sorry.”
“Don’t sweat it.” She waves me off, but there’s a tightness to her face. “I’m just awkward.”
“S’all good.” I’m ready to move on. “Dinner is almost done.”
She raises a brow. “Your man get it catered?” Her eyes roam the lobby. “This place is seriously nice.”
“I cooked.” I shrug when her brows lift, head cocking to the side in clear surprise. “I like cooking. I was raised by my dad, so learning to cook was necessity. Dad can burn water, I swear it.” I laugh softly thinking of Dad. My heart gives a tight little squeeze, because this is the first Thanksgiving I’ll spend without him. Quietly, I add, “But he gives the best hugs.”
Alice frowns, a funny look I can’t read passing through her eyes. “What happened to your mom?”
The question almost sounds pulled from her. Like she’s not sure she wants the answer.
I answer anyway, “She left. After that, I donno.”
Something clouds in her eyes, but she sets her jaw in the seconds before she gives me another bright smile. I’m about to ask about her family when she says, “I brought pie. I’m no cook, and definitely not a baker, so it’s store-bought, but I wanted to contribute.” She pulls her lips to the side. “I might have bought more than I can carry alone.”
