Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 25071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
“An assassin fairy godfather?” she suggested.
“Right. Don’t let them take away from what should be a really happy time.”
“When did you get so wise?”
“Girl, I’ve always been wise.” Livvy bumped into her. “Looks like Dahlia’s given up.”
“Probably just as well. I’m sure her bodyguard doesn’t want to explain how she got hurt on his watch,” Sunny replied.
“Wanna go dance again?”
Sunny sucked down her drink. “Uh-huh.”
“Uh, you might want to go easy on those. They’re strong . . . oh, heck no.” Livvy leaned over so far that Sunny grabbed at her, worried that she was going to fall. “What are they doing here?”
“Who?” Sunny asked, trying to see where she was looking.
Then her mouth dropped open.
Those dirty, rotten liars.
A strobe light had started moving through the large room below them. And every thirty seconds or so, it lit up a dark corner.
A dark corner where a bunch of men sat, watching the dance floor.
“Are all of them here?” Sunny asked with a frown.
“Not sure. I saw Reyes and Jason. Those liars. We should go tell Jewel so she can kick their asses.”
“No, wait. They’re not going to leave.” Sunny grabbed hold of Livvy. “And I think we were crazy to believe they wouldn’t be here. Let’s just pretend we never saw them and go have some fun.”
A few hours later, Sunny stumbled as they headed to the limo that Millie had hired for the night.
“Whoa,” Jewel said, wrapping an arm around her. “Girl, you are going to regret those cocktails in a few hours.”
“I had the best time!” Sunny cried as they reached the limo. “You guys are the bestest. The best of the best. You’re the unicorns of the animal kingdom. I loves you all.”
Dahlia giggled. “Is she always like this when she’s drunk?”
“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her even drink,” Betsy said.
“We’ve got to head home,” Emme said with a pout. “Have fun on the ride home, girls!” She linked her arm through Dahlia’s as they headed to their car, a few guards moving with them.
One of the other guards opened the limo door, helping them all in before he climbed in the front with the driver, giving them some privacy in the back.
“Our men are lying liars, though,” Sunny told them, staring up at the ceiling of the limo.
Hmm. Was that a sunroof? That gave her an idea . . .
“What do you mean?” Tabby asked.
“They were there,” Livvy explained.
“What?” Jewel stared over at Livvy. “Who was there?”
“Most of the guys, I think,” Livvy replied. “Well, I didn’t see Markovich, Spike, or Sav. Sav is at home looking after the boys, though.”
“Reverend Pat and Mr. and Mrs. Spain are staying,” Millie said. “Spike will be with them.”
“I want to put my head out the window,” Sunny told them suddenly.
Betsy sat up straight. “What? Do you need to puke?”
“Here, puke in this!” Millie held out her dinosaur bag.
Sunny welled up, tears dripping down her face.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” Jewel asked.
“Millie’s willing to let me puke in her dinosaur bag! You guys are just the bestest.”
“Wait, so you’re not going to throw up?” Betsy asked.
Sunny sniffled. “Nope. Well, not yet, anyway. I want to lean out the hole in the roof.” She pointed up.
They all glanced up and Jewel laughed. “The sunroof?”
“Yep. Hold me?”
Jewel opened the sunroof and then held onto Sunny’s waist as she stood. Sunny raised her arms above her head with a whoop as the air whipped around her.
“I’m getting married! Everyone, I’m getting married!”
There weren’t many people around. Probably a good thing, considering she was going to be really embarrassed when she remembered this in the morning.
But right now, it was fun.
They took her and Livvy home first, since they lived next door to each other. She was giggling like a lunatic as Betsy and Jewel helped her up the path. A security light switched on, and Hatter let out a whining noise of excitement from inside the house.
“Hatter, stay,” Duke ordered as he opened the door.
A shiver of pleasure ran through her. She loved his deep, commanding voice.
She stumbled into the house. “Dukey! I’m home.”
“Dukey?” Jewel choked on her laughter.
“Good God,” Duke said, grabbing her around the waist as the house tipped.
“What’s going on? Is it an earthquake?”
“How drunk is she? How bad are the two of you?” Duke asked.
“She found these cocktails she really liked,” Betsy told him.
“She’s completely off her face,” Jewel added bluntly. “We tried to sober her up a bit with a burger. But I bet that’s going to come straight back up.”
Duke sighed.
“Daddy, have you got hot pants?” she asked, giving him a stern look. “Because that’s what happens to sneaky sneaks.”
“Actually, I think that’s what happens to liars,” Jewel said unhelpfully.
“Dukey?” she asked.
“Yes?”
“Can you make the house stop moving? It’s being very annoying. It’s all topsy-turvy. Oh wait, am I like Alice? I am, aren’t I? Oh no!” she cried as she slid to the floor. “I’ve become small. It was the burger? It shrunk me?”