Page 105 of Bone’s Choice

“So do we,” they said in unison.

I frowned.

Kori waved me off. “Market’s in the morning. We don’t have to be here until later.”

“What time in the morning?”

“Eight?”

I recoiled. “No.”

Crystal laughed. “Nine?”

“Better.”

“Eight-thirty,” Kori negotiated. “I really want a cinnamon roll.”

I wrinkled my nose. “Then go at eight and buy me one. I will meet you there at nine.”

“No. This is supposed to be us hanging out,” Kori pouted.

That made me smile. Us hanging out.

I liked that.

“Fine,” I said.

Kori clapped. “Farmers market.”

“At nine,” I replied.

Kori tipped her head to the side. “Eight-thirty.”

“Nine,” I repeated.

“Eight forty-five,” Crystal said, meeting us in the middle.

I sighed. “Fine.”

Kori grinned.

Crystal shook her head. “You realize it’s only fifteen minutes, right?”

“I know, but I half won.” Kori winked and grabbed a tray from the bar.

“You won fifteen minutes,” I drawled.

“Still counts.”

I laughed and reached for my water again.

Crystal looked around and then leaned in. “So now we can talk about how Wednesday morning, Bone’s bike was at your house.”

My mouth dropped open. “How the hell do you know that?”

Crystal shrugged. “I might have woken up early, and decided to take a drive that took me past your house.”

“I have tables.”