“I’m okay,” I lied.
“You’re making it sound like we’re going to make her do some kind of initiation,” Sierra said before facing me. “We won’t, just to be clear.”
“Well, I don’t know,” Violet hedged. “It might be fun.”
“What’s going on in here?” Wyatt asked, walking in with a beautiful curvy brunette.
“Busted,” Sierra breathed out with a laugh.
“Letti, are you trying to resurrect hazing the new girls?” the brunette asked. She turned to me and smiled, reaching out her hand. “I’m Sabrina. I belong to Stoney. He’s the sexy as fuck one currently talking to your man.”
“Rowan.” I shook her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“And, no, there was no hazing,” Violet said. “I would never do that.”
“Lies,” the women said, in stereo, all bursting into laughter as they continued to tease Violet mercilessly.
I noticed Scooby move into the room with Lord beside him and smiled as my dog nuzzled my thigh. I slid my hand into his fur and scratched the back of his neck as he sat down, leaning against me.
“How’s your head?” I asked.
“Fuckin’ throbs,” Scooby said.
I frowned. “Why didn’t you say something? I’ve got Tylenol in my purse.”
He shook his head. “We’ve got better shit in the back, baby.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah.” He chuckled. “Perks of owning cannabis shops.”
“You’re not really gonna smoke in front of the kids, are you?” I whispered.
“No fuckin’ way,” he whispered back. “None of us’d ever do that, Twinkles. Just wanted to check in and see if you were good so I could sneak out for a few.”
“Oh my god,” Violet breathed out. “You’re checking in with her. That’s so cute.”
Scooby rolled his eyes. “Stow it, Letti.”
She waved a finger in the air. “Um, nope. I don’t think I will. This is, like, the most awesome day, ever.”
“Aero!” Scooby bellowed.
“Yeah?” Aero called back, and I saw him walk toward us from the other side of the room.
Violet wrinkled her nose. “Tattling is such kindergarten-level bullshit, buddy.”
“What’s up?” Aero asked as he walked into the kitchen.
“Wanna share?” Scooby challenged.
“No, I’m good,” Violet said, taking a sip of her wine.
Aero grinned. “Are you conceding?”
“Nope,” she said, glaring at Scooby.
“You sure?” Scooby challenged.