Nikki sits and smiles at me. I take a drink. "So, I guess we're wingmen now? Each of us looking out for the other? This is why I always get a room with two queens."
Nikki points to the bed Brooke and I wrecked. "The s*x bed?"
"Yup. I leave a very big tip for housekeeping."
Nikki laughs. "You should. You and Brooke destroyed that bed. You are so lucky. I always have to share a room, and usually, my partners are the same. That's how Grant and I ended up in that warehouse. First time I've ever been caught. I'm glad it was by my father."
We are on our second after-dinner drink, and we'd had wine with dinner ̶ just enough to erode the boundaries. "I feel the same. I've never been caught and now, my daughter has seen me in my weakest moment."
Time slows. I feel we are headed somewhere. I kn
