Chapter 45

He carried the tray out onto the porch, and made it down the steps without faceplanting. He took it straight to Momzilla, who was waving her arms at Kat. She accepted the wine as her fair due, but was not at all appeased. She was much more difficult than Nick to placate, it seemed. Of course, he couldn’t promise Momzilla a blowjob, so maybe that had something to do with it.

Scooter came out wearing a button-down shirt, his hair slicked back. He stopped, spoke in rapid Ukrainian to Kat, who paled and ran back into the dining room. He didn’t look at Andy, though that was probably not anything to do with Andy and more to do with the way Momzilla had started in on Scooter before he’d finished talking to Kat. Scooter wasn’t going to have much more luck with her than anyone else. Some people just preferred to be unhappy; Andy was well-acquainted with that type.