Chapter 81
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Mazzie passed us all shots, and I felt everyone’s eyes on me. It wasn’t just Carter looking
hungry. Maybe I should have worn the damn sweater. I just hoped they didn’t expect anything
tonight. Uncle Jake trusted Carter, and Carter trusted these women, so I’d give it my all to
have a fun evening, without being devoured, of course. I felt like they were the wolves of
Divide, and they had invited a naive bunny to come over to play cards. I was out of place, but
for once, I didn’t feel like I had to watch everyone in the room. My mind wasn’t racing
beneath a mask of calm on the outside, which I had become accustomed to since everything
happened. I felt settled, content even, in their
2 presence.
“To good times with my favorite people,” Carter toasted, and we all clinked glasses before
downing the amber liquid. It burned my throat, and I smiled. Just the way I liked to get tipsy.
Maybe Carter was right, I needed to let my hair down.
What followed next was pizza, more shots, and several rounds of poker, with random bouts of
the radio being blared, our piss poor dancing, and Mazzie dragging a handsy Lana off of me.
To my surprise, I didn’t give Lana’s gestures a second thought. Carter stepped in, his hands
resting on my hips as I swayed, and he spun me around with a happy look on his face, I didn’t
understand. When we were too drunk to dance, the very, very poor singing commenced. We
laughed, and I sat amused as Mazzie told one embarrassing story after another about Carter’s
youth.
Like the time he and the quarterback in high school got paired up in labs, and Carter refused
to do all the work. He had called him out in front of the entire school as a freeloader, or when
he had run out of the creek buck naked through the woods because his sister told him his junk
would shrivel up into nothing if he kept insisting on playing in the cold water as a kid. I
chuckled at that one, and Carter’s eyes found me. He was amused and took the stories in
stride.
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10:30 Mon, Oct 5
Chapter 81
នគ; ១០
“Will you stop busting my balls in front of my new friend?” was his only plea for Mazzie to
end his torture.
She just laughed and said, “I could tell way worse ones and you know it.”

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