Chapter 86

Havoc

I’m a glutton for punishment. I think I’ve said those words before, but they’ve never been truer as I sit here tucked into a booth with Leighton’s body pressed so far up against me that I’ve had to turn sideways and wrap my arm around her shoulders. These booths were obviously not made for grown men and women. She’s sharing my hamburger and fries with me, so I can’t complain.

“How’s Stella doing?” she asks Renegade, unknowingly opening up a can of worms the rest of us had effectively closed shut earlier in the day.

“Aww hell.” Ace throws his burger down on his plate. A look of resigned disgust on his face. “Here we go again.”

Ryan beams as he looks at Leighton, already moving so that he can stuff his hand into his pocket, to grab his cell phone. “She got pictures made the other day, wanna see?”