Monday — 3:17 p.m. — Razor Riders Clubhouse, South Carolina
Ava's POV
“Are you seriously smiling at your phone again?”
Cloe looked up from the couch.
“Mind your business.”
I grinned.
“Oh, this is absolutely my business.”
Josie laughed beside her.
“She's been smiling at it for ten minutes.”
“Traitor,” Cloe muttered.
Her phone rang.
“Gage?” I asked.
Cloe gave me a warning look before answering.
“Hey, babe.”
I dramatically clutched my chest.
Josie burst out laughing.
“Don't mind them,” Cloe told him. “My sister's being obnoxious.”
Gage laughed.
“The one who causes international incidents?”
“HEY!” I shouted.
Cloe giggled.
“Yes. That one.”
“How's everything going?” Gage asked.
“Still locked down. How's the practice?”
“Busy. Had three patients waiting when I returned this
