Neither of us was fit to drive my truck home, and I couldn’t be assed to deal with Uber or cabs tonight. Back when Nicky worked for me, he'd hooked us up with drivers contracted to the agency he was at, and it was convenient. Someone would be here soon. Lucia and Shawn had gone home, and the others were staying at the beach house, but we had a fucking cat to go home to. First day in her new home, it was probably not a stellar idea to leave her alone too long. Julian had named her Blue at some point tonight, for the color of her eyes. Beats Fluffy. After hanging up the phone, I returned to the living room. Brooklyn and Asher bid everyone goodnight before heading upstairs, and I sat down next to Julian in the loveseat. On one couch, Tennyson was sprawled out with his head on Sophie's lap, and Danny and Zane were on the other looking all lovey-dovey. Sickening. I wanted it.
