Chapter 27

Kenna

“Holy cow, was that Xander on the dance floor?” Elsie asks me, definitely tipsy. I check the bottle of Krug and yes she has had a fair amount to drink.

“Yeah, he was being a dick because I was dancing with some guys. You know I liked that guy a lot.” I sigh and take a long drink of my champagne. A waiter hovers near us.

“Can I get you ladies another drink?”

“Yes please, just a glass each, we’re nearly done for the evening. You can charge everything to the Bodega account.” He nods politely and moves away towards the bar. Carl, my bodyguard, goes back to standing discreetly behind us, not within earshot.

“Oo, sounds like Xander is jealous. The calm, cool and collected Xander has got himself in a rage. That’s almost hysterical.”

“Nothing about the situation is hysterical, Elsie. Listen, I think you’ve had way too much to drink. Say we go home. You can have a sleepover at mine if you want.”

“No, I’m not ready to go, Kenna. I want to let my hair down and kick up my heels and have