Chapter 9 Collision Course

• "So, is it a sleepover with Jake or not?" Avery inquires, sipping her tea — pun intended.
• I respond, "No, far from it. I spent the last hour of my Friday night escorting a lunatic who seemed hell-bent on self-destruction home." I recount the tale to Avery.
• "No way!" She practically shrieks. "I knew I'd made the right choice with him! And using the IV drip as a diversion... you go, girl! Works like a charm to play hard to get."