“Oh, thank god!” She steps from the door. “I think Bay’s mimi is in your bag, and I can’t for the life of me find the spare. I was going to run out and get one.” “Oh shit.” Meyer’s words are stressed, but her body seems to relax with Bianca’s answer, and she starts digging through her purse, pulling out and holding up something in her palm. Bianca throws her hands up in a praising motion as Meyer slips past her, poking her head into the back seat. That’s when Bianca spots me, a shrill shriek leaving her. “What the fuck!” I chuckle, lifting my hat from my head and flipping it backward. “Sorry,
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