“I swear Luna, send me the photos.” With that Rafe hangs up.
“I’m sorry Luna, I didn’t know,” West says quietly.
“it’s okay, it’s not your fault,” I pacify, but I really don’t have the effort for this.
“I better go send these photos over before he’s calling me back.”
“Yeah, of course. If you need me, call okay?”
I hum in response and end the call, staring at the phone like answers are about to pop out of it. I make quick work of getting the pictures over, the quicker I can start the process, hopefully, the quicker we get answers.
I decide to take my mind off everything by tattooing flowers into grapefruits from the fridge, because I’m cool like that. I need to ask Rafe to sort out some pig skin for me. I’ve tattooed people already, but I love how therapeutic it can be, and that will give me a bigger surface.
I’m completely zoned out when I hear a knock of the door. Unsure who it might be I put all my stuff away before I answer. Checking the security system on my phone, I see it’s Red. That’s me not practicing anymore. Although, her company is worth it.
“No bitches allowed,” I yell through the door.
I see her giggle and stick her finger up at the peephole. Shit, my girl grew some balls. I love it. Swinging the door open I pop my hip, all attitude.
“You touch your mamma with them fingers?” I ask, putting on a bad attempt of a southern accent.
She hip checks me and saunters in, anyone else would be thrown to the floor, but it just makes me laugh.
“What are you doing in here all alone?” She quizzes, looking around the lounge, and back to me.
“Minding my own business, you want to try it?” I sass back, which just gets me an eye roll.
“Well to save you from being beyond boring we can either go to a little party, or I can have a sleepover here. What will it be?”
How do I actually not get a say in any of this? The determination on her face tells me I can argue but I have no chance of getting rid of her, and a small part of me doesn’t want to. Deciding I like her a lot more than having to over socialize, I opt for the sleepover.
“Perfect, so you go choose what movie we’re watching in your swanky lounge and I’ll get the pizza ordered while I run and grab my bag.” She doesn’t even give me a backwards glance as she heads back out again.
Bossy bitch. Although I am loving her newfound confidence.
She didn’t even shut the door properly. As I go to shut it, I see Roman come out of his room, and he spots me straight away.
“Hey, we’re going for a few drinks at a party just off campus, you up for it?”
As tempting as his black fitted jeans and loose white tee are, I already chose sleepover, so sleepover it is.
“Thanks for the offer, but we’re apparently having a girl’s night,” I smile, as I wrap my hands around my throat pretending to choke myself out. Roman just laughs at my antics.
“You mean Red cornered you, and you went for the easiest option?”
Acehole. I just stick my tongue out, because apparently I can be playful, who knew?
“You sure I can’t tempt you? I could get Parker involved to convince you?” he grins, as he steps in closer, leaning against the door jab.
Oh, he thinks he’s funny, I see how it is. Placing my hand on his chest, I find myself leaning towards him, but before I have a chance to respond Red comes waltzing out of the elevator.
“Nope, no, no way, go away Roman. She’s mine tonight, no dicks allowed. Now shoo. Go on. Get,” she shouts, as she starts flapping her hands around for him to leave.
Fuck she’s feisty tonight, towards Roman too. I’m proud. Even Roman’s surprised if his jaw hanging open is anything to go off, but he nods his head.
“Fine, don’t get comfortable though, I’m letting you have this one night,” he says with a wink, as he reaches his hand out and squeezes my waist. Fuck such little contact and it has me hot, but he’s already stepped back and heading for the stairs.
“Have a good night ladies.” He salutes with a grin, and then he’s gone.
“Please tell me you’ve chosen a guy already?” she calls as she saunters past and into my room.
“What?” I can’t help but squeal. “You always been this nosey Red?” I fumble, completely caught off guard with her question.
“You bet your ass I have, you just help my confidence. You’re stuck with me either way though, because you never declined the best friend statement. So, no takesy backsies, but you didn’t answer my question,” she giggles.
Shutting the door, I turn to meet her gaze seeing the humor in her eyes, and I can’t help but grin.
“Why choose?” I say with a wink, and she just laughs out loud.
“That is such a Luna answer right there,” she chuckles, as she saunters into the kitchen. Apparently the conversation is over.
As hard as life is right now, I find myself able to embrace some happiness amongst all the darkness. The guys and Red being a big part of that. So, I’ll accept this best friend business, even though she’s crazy as shit. Tricking me with her innocence, but secretly she’s as feisty as her nickname.
“I swear to god Luna, all this food in here I better find some good snacks,” she continues yelling.
I think I’m going to enjoy girl’s night.
*****
Monday rolls around too quickly. Probably because I struggled to get a moments peace with Red around, but I must have enjoyed myself if it went by so quickly. She allowed the guys entry on Sunday afternoon and we relaxed binge-watching Power on TV for hours, like normal people. Not people set to commit crimes to survive this crazy place.
The guys always wait in the lobby
