HOOKED by Cathy Yardley

Author:Cathy Yardley [Yardley, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Stacy took him up to Snoqualmie. It was only fifteen minutes away from Issaquah, where they worked, and where he lived. He'd been up this way plenty of times, usually to play video game marathons and crash over at his mate Adam's house, a project manager and one of the first people that Fezza had introduced him to when he'd made it to the States. Still, he hadn't really explored the town; he normally simply drove to Adam's and ate whatever was there. He did know they had fairly decent pizza, but as it was, he thought all pizza was fairly decent.

Considering her car, her family, and the tossers that she'd been fighting off, he suspected they'd go to the ritzy Ridge region of the city--an area that Adam usually dismissed as being too "snooty," a far cry from Adam's own more modest accommodations in what they called "historic downtown." In this case, "historic" being ""old."

Instead, she drove to a lively restaurant in the heart of downtown, not too far from Adam's own house. The place was packed. When the door opened, there was a crash of sound. People were watching an American football game on the televisions in the bar area.

"Hi, honey," a waitress said, coming up to them and hugging Stacy. "Your girls are here already."

"Oh, good." Stacy grinned, motioning him forward.

"Your girls?" he asked, jostling through people to catch up with her. It wasn't what he expected--not a bunch of sports-bar fans. There were elderly people, laughing and chatting, and families with younger kids. It was anything but posh. Bit more like a pub, he thought, and felt himself inadvertently relax.

"I told you, remember? I was supposed to have dinner?"

"Of course." He cursed himself. So he'd thought the two of them would have a nice, quiet meal, did he? Well, that just got shot straight to hell. Instead, he'd be surrounded and grilled by her girlfriends. Fantastic.

He wondered absently if her generosity in giving him a ride and buying him dinner was specifically for this--to run her past her coterie of girlfriends and get their opinion.

He steeled himself. Auditioning, was he? Well then. Let them see how he performed under pressure.

They approached a table where several women sat, laughing and joking. As soon as they noticed Stacy, they called to her, waving, and she hugged them in turn, some across the table. "Everybody, this is Rodney, one of the guys I work with. His car died, and he's had a rough day, so I thought I'd get him dinner."

"Really?" A girl with short, spiky brown hair surveyed him, her eyebrows hitting her bangs. "Well, well."

"Rodney," Stacy said, with a warm, almost mischievous smile. "These are my best friends. The girl with the pixie cut and the sarcastic smile is Mallory." She waved. "The girl with the retro 40's hair and the vintage dress is Hailey. The blonde with the Huskies sweatshirt is Kyla, our costumer extraordinaire." She glanced around. "Where's Rache?"

"Rachel was just giving last minute

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