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Instead, I’d have to make a grocery run. Not that this other pack was staying, but a girl had to eat while she lost herself in her endless TBR.

Plus, my mom wasn't going to ruin my week off and I had every intention of making the best of this.So, pizza and ice cream it is.

Snagging the book, my wallet, and phone, I headed out to my car. If it wasn't almost dark, I would have made the walk to town. I could use some fresh air to figure this one out.

In the few minutes it took to drive to town my phone went off more times then I cared to count. Part of me considered throwing it out the window. The only reason I didn't was because it was a tool for my small business and I couldn't afford to replace it.

If my mystery book boxes still continued to go well maybe I would splurge on an upgrade.

Luca’s place was already busy as hell, especially for a town so small, but I managed to snag a spot in back.

Maybe I wouldn’t be enjoying a book and pizza while dining in, there was no way I could concentrate if it was this insane.

I followed the crowd inside, breathing deep when the burst of air hit me. It smelled divine. Like fresh dough and savory herbs.

Thankfully, there was an open seat in the bar. The hostess set me right up and the best part was that I was hidden away in the corner. At least here in the bar the music drowned out the chatter.

There was hope yet. I desperately needed a win today.

An older alpha bartender approached, sliding a coaster in front of me.

"Hi, I'm Bobby. Welcome to Luca's. Your first time here?" he asked with a wrinkled smile that pulled one from me as well. It was nice to see a friendly face after walking into the mess I did.

"Thanks, Bobby. Nope, Luca’s is one of my favorites when I'm in town," I explained. “My family comes here every summer usually.”

"Good to have you back, then,” he joked, giving me a wink. “What would you like to drink?"

"Lemonade, please. I’m also ready to order.” It wasn’t like I ever changed my mind. There was only one superior pizza. Even if my mom liked to call my choice boring.

"I like a woman that knows what she wants," he smirked, grabbing an order book then looking back at me with a raised, bushy eyebrow.

“A small pepperoni pizza and cheese sticks.”

He gave me a nod after he wrote it down and turned away to put my order in. Before I could enjoy my dinner I needed to facethe music and check my phone in case my mother had any more tricks up her sleeve.

Knowing her, I’d only seen phase one. Being blindsided wasn’t going to improve anything.

Bea's single text was the only message that wasn’t from Mom. I swear she was certifiably insane over marrying off her daughters. Thirty-six texts was pure insanity.

A laugh burst out of me as I opened the only safe text. Bea sent me a meme about annoying mothers and hit the nail right on the head.

Taryn

How did you know that I needed that?

Bea

I got you, bestie. Fuck them and enjoy the break.

Taryn

Way ahead of you. At Luca's going to drown my sorrows in grease and cheese.

Bea

Maybe a cute guy or two

Taryn

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