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“I think he needed a little changing; he was crazy. As were you, and see where you are now? How’s the office?” Mabel couldn’t believe that she managed to keep her job as a secretary.
“Good, how is teaching?” Lucy turned it back to Mabel.
Mabel shrugged. “Good, I’m not working this summer.”
“What? The dedication is gone?” Lucy teased. Cliff was a billionaire, so his new wife didn’t really need to work if she didn’t want to.
“Just going to work on my doctorate with no distraction,” Mabel admitted and took another drink.
The pizzas were gone, and the sisters started to dissipate slowly. Mom and Buzz were the first to leave. They were pregnant and couldn’t drink, so they didn’t have as much fun as the others. Soon Harper also left without a word to Lucy. She had sat across the table and talked mostly to Buzz and Mom.
That left the twins and Agatha sitting at the table. Both Mabel and Lucy had limited themselves to one, both saying because they had to work in the morning. But Mabel didn’t have more than one in a sitting since she admitted to have to drinking problem. Lucy hadn’t even drank her first one, which was actually sitting on the floor at her feet; nobody noticed it had vanished.
“Your ass’s girlfriend is drunk,” Agatha pointed out from her side of the table.
Lucy turned and took notice of the young woman that was hanging on to Kevin. She was younger than twenty-one, that was obvious. But how was she so drunk then? And Agatha had been right—the girl was beyond drunk.
Looking closer at the dark-haired woman, it clicked: Mr. Montgomery’s daughter! The oldest one, Aubrey, but she was only nineteen. Lucy saw her picture every day on his desk.
Turning to her sisters, she said, “She is my boss’s kid. She’s only nineteen.”
“What?!” Mabel turned to look at her again.
“How do you know?” Agatha raised a skeptical eyebrow at her.
“Pictures. She stopped by a few months ago as well, but I see her picture every day,” Lucy stated.
“Are you sure?” Mabel looked at the girl again.
“Almost certain.” Lucy didn’t look again; there was no need.
“I think she needs to go home, and not with the ass,” Agatha said flatly.
“What’s her name?” Mabel asked.
Lucy looked again. “Aubrey Montgomery.”
“I love that your boss’s last name is your middle name. So cute.” Mabel gave her a little side-hug before she got up.
Watching her sister walk up to the couple, Kevin was pissed the moment he saw her. Mostly he thought that she was Lucy; he never could tell them apart. Within a few minutes of talk, Kevin stormed out of the bar, leaving his young date behind, staring at Mabel.
Both Lucy and Agatha headed over to Mabel to see what happened. The girl had sat down in a nearby chair and was staring at Mabel and then Lucy and back again.
“You were right. Kevin was her ride, so she needs to get home.”
“I’ll take her,” Lucy said, not that she wanted to, but the kid needed to get home and not find Kevin again.
“Are you sure?” Mabel asked and pulled the girl to her feet. “Do you think your boss will think you took her drinking?”
“No, we don’t even know each other. Just help me get her to the Jeep, and if you take Agatha home, I’ll take her,” Lucy replied, grabbing the girl’s other arm, happy that she wasn’t putting up a fight.
“Glad we took your Jeep. Nobody pukes in mine but me.” Agatha laughed and led the way out of the bar, pushing people out of the way.
By the time they got her situated in the front seat, Lucy was tired of her boss’s drunk kid. She kept asking where Kevin was and why he had left her. Lucy kept telling her Kevin left everyone all the time.
With a wave, she headed out to the address she had punched into her phone. She had Mr. Montgomery’s packages and dry cleaning sent there all the time. She had it memorized, though she had never actually been there. And this was not the way she wanted to see his home.
Twenty minutes later, she was dragging the crying, complaining girl up the sidewalk. Pushing the doorbell, she saw the kid’s face turn completely green. Lucy winced. She knew that look very well.
“How far is the closest bathroom?” she asked the teen, who didn’t answer her.
When the door opened, she yelled to the person behind it, “Bathroom, now!”
Not that she missed Mr. Montgomery in tight jeans that made him look human and a plain green V-neck T-shirt that showed off an impressive tattoo on his arm. His hair wasn’t even styled the same as during the day. He was yummy in the evening.
Without hesitation, Mr. Montgomery opened the door wide and pointed to a door ten feet from them. Lucy hoped the kid had ten feet in her. Grabbing her hand, she pulled Aubrey across the entryway and into the bathroom.
Just in time, the kid let go of everything she had drunk that night … and maybe a little more. It was a lot. With a sigh, Lucy grabbed her hair and held it as the kid puked.
