Page 135 of Ice Princess

Delia awakens from her stupor.

“About you and Gunner?” May adds with an eyebrow wiggle.

“May!” April hisses, giving her sister a warning look.

“I didn’t mean anything else!” May raises two hands up as if to say ‘I wasn’t trying to spill your fake dating secret’.

“It’s okay.” I calm May with a smile. “No, I don’t think Delia knows.”

It hasn’t been long since Delia started at The Pink Garage and she’s kept mostly to herself.

I doubt it’s because she’s shy. Delia rides a tricked-out Harley, dresses in leather, and is strikingly beautiful in a ‘sultry assassin’ kind of way. The woman is no wallflower and doesn’t seem like the type who’d be intimidated by a conversation.

Instead, I get the sense that Delia doesn’t want to ask us any personal questions because then we’d have the license to ask her personal questions in return. She’s dodged every attempt at getting to know her better.

April and I haven’t pressed. Delia does her work spectacularly and is pleasant to us and the customers.

It’s not like we can force her to be friends.

Although we’ve tried and failed multiple times.

It’s a miracle she’s at the mall with us tonight. Turns out, May’s bubbly insistence is a force that not even a leather-clad, motorcycle-riding mechanic can resist.

“May is asking if you’ve met my boyfriend,” I explain to Delia… and to April, who breathes out in relief.

“Yeah.” May grins a little harder. “Delia wasn’t in town when they got together.”

“I’ve seen him.” Delia shrugs.

May looks intrigued. “Where?”

“At the garage. Today. I got an eyeful.”

May leans forward. “An eyeful of what?”

Delia stiffens as if she hadn’t meant to say those words out loud.

“An eyeful ofwhat?” May insists.

Delia points at me. “Them kissing.”

I choke on my fruit punch.

April guffaws.

“Okay, now youhaveto tell me everything,” May says, snickering. “Were they going at it thinking no one was around?”

I cover my face. “Delia, don’t say another word.”

Delia makes a zipping motion over her face.

“Comeon,” May whines. “You can’t stop there.”

“She’s the boss,” Delia says.

“I’m the other boss and you have my permission to keep going,” April says with a mischievous grin.

I shoot my best friend an angry scowl for betraying me.

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