Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155775 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 779(@200wpm)___ 623(@250wpm)___ 519(@300wpm)
She was starting to feel a bit gross. She needed to have a shower, maybe change her clothes. Brush her teeth.
Yeah, that was something she’d really appreciate.
“Wait, wait.” Sable rushed after them with a large bag in her hand. “I bought this for you, Addie.”
Addie stared at her in confusion. Then she realized she was being rude and reached out to take the bag. Looking inside, to her shock, she saw a change of clothes, a brand new toothbrush and toothpaste, and a hairbrush.
It wasn’t normal for her, but she threw herself against Sable and hugged her tight.
The other woman just stood there. Oops.
What was she thinking? She might not even like people touching her, and now she had a smelly, dirty woman wrapped all around her like a limpet.
However, when she tried to pull back, Sable put her arms around her and squeezed tight.
“You’re welcome,” Sable whispered in her ear. “Us Littles have to stick together.”
Us Littles? Did she mean that she was a Little?
Addie nodded and stepped back.
“By the way, you really need a shower.”
Oh, awesome. Sable had just said out loud what Addie had been trying to pretend wasn’t the truth, that she stunk.
“Sable,” Cash groaned. “You can’t say that to people.”
“What? She’s my friend now. Don’t friends appreciate honesty? And, by the way, the two of you aren’t smelling that great either.”
“Thanks so much,” Ralen said.
“I’ve gotta go. I’ve misplaced my glasses.” Sable turned and rushed off before Addie could tell her that they were in her hair.
Addie found herself hiding a smile. Somehow, it wasn’t so bad if all three of them were a little bit stinky.
“Come on,” Ralen said. “We’ll all take a shower when we get back.”
We?
“Urgh, just realized how that sounded. Not together, separate. Separate showers,” Ralen said.
She glanced into the bag at the toothbrush and toothpaste, trying to hide her blushing cheeks. She was so desperate to brush her hair and teeth.
“And I’ve got some mints in the truck,” Cash added before raising his arms to give himself a sniff. “Yep, definitely need that shower when we get back.” He winked at her.
She hadn’t noticed that they smelled, and part of her wondered if they were just saying these things to make her feel better.
But it worked.
They headed outside, and she winced as the bright light of the sun hit her eyes. Ow.
Cash wrapped his hand around hers, and Ralen stood close to her other side as they headed toward his pickup. There was a big black truck parked behind them. As they grew closer, she saw that Butch was sitting behind the steering wheel.
That truck suited him.
“That’s exactly the sort of vehicle I thought he’d be driving,” Cash said. “Something large and soulless.”
Ralen snorted.
That was maybe a bit harsh. Then again, Butch had basically accused her of making everything up, maybe it wasn’t so harsh after all.
Ralen opened the passenger door, and she moved closer. She let out a squeal of shock as Cash wrapped his hands around her hips and lifted her into the cab.
She glared over her shoulder at him. Would it hurt him to give her a bit of a heads-up before he did that sort of thing?
He grinned and, to her shock, lightly tapped the tip of her nose. “Be careful. If the wind changes, it will leave your face in that position. You don’t want to be a Frowny Franny all the time, do you?”
“Frowny Fanny?” Ralen asked, “What are you? Ninety-five? No one uses the word ‘fanny’ anymore.”
“Yes, they do.”
“No, they don’t. Not unless you’ve got gray hair, a zillion wrinkles, and use a walking stick to get around.”
Cash just shook his head and walked around to get into the driver’s side. He started up the truck as Ralen got in. When they didn’t move, she turned to look at him, and he gazed pointedly down at her.
What was wrong?
“Seatbelt.”
Oops. However, before she could grab it to buckle herself in, Cash did it for her, his arm brushing against her breasts.
Do not react.
She thought about reaching into her backpack to get Snaggles, but decided just to leave him where he was for the moment. She was relying too much on him.
She turned to Ralen and tugged on his sleeve until he turned to look down at her.
“Were there any cameras where the m-man with the body was?”
“There was one,” he told her. “On that big building next to the bar. It was aimed right down onto the parking lot.”
Right. Well, that was good news, wasn’t it? So why didn’t he look happy?
“It wasn’t working last night, though,” he added. “Unfortunately, that ended up a dead end, and we couldn’t see any others. Brody’s going to try and see if there are other cameras that might have caught the car leaving. But it’s a bit of a long shot.”