Page 77 of Tinsel & Chrome

“I’m all in,” Janet says.

“Yes, I’m helping,” Marie says.

“I’m in,” Amber says.

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I’m so happy it’s Saturday, and I was able to sleep in. It was early morning when I got home; I took a quick shower. That’s when I saw all of the love bites Frosty made. The dark blush spreads through my face, and I bite my lower lip.

The sexy biker marked me!

Is the fucker claiming me?

He didn’t use a condom, but I don’t think I’ll get pregnant the first time.

What are the odds?

I get out of bed, pull on my leggings, and put on an oversized T-shirt. I walk out of my room, down the hall, and into the kitchen to get some coffee.

I don’t think Mom is home. I grab a cup and pour some coffee. I hold the cup, looking out into the backyard at Mom’s garden. When I was small, I helped her plant the azaleas and peonies. The backyard looks lovely right now since they’re blooming. We live in a small house, it’s older, and it needs some updating.

The front door opens, and Mom walks into the house.

“Ember, you’re up? Did you enjoy your night out,” Mom says, smiling.

“Mom, do you need help?”

“No, I’m good. It’s only these two bags,” Mom says.

She walks across the living room and into the kitchen with some groceries. She places the bags on the countertop and starts putting the groceries away.

“Yes, we had a blast,” I say, nodding.

I take another drink of coffee because I really need it. I finish it up and pour more.

“Ember, your Dad said that the toy drive is on Sunday at ten in the morning,” Mom says, looking at me.

“Really? Tomorrow,” I ask.

Fuck!

I wanted to go shopping, but I guess not. This is more important. I can go shopping another day.

“I need to text my girls,” I say, nodding.

I pull out my cell phone and send the text to my bitches.

Ember ~ Bitches. Toy drive. Sunday, tomorrow, at ten am.

Heater ~ Okay.

Marie ~ Ready.

Janet ~ Let’s do it.

Amber ~ Yeah, ready.

“I’m making spaghetti for dinner. Help me with the salad,” Mom says.

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