“Cady…” Aspen warned gently. “It’s all the sugar. They turn into little fiends,” I quipped. Aspen shot me a death stare. “Yup, Mr. Grizz is staying, and he told me he really wants a glitter manicure.” “YEEEEEESSSSS!” Cady yelled as she skipped toward the hall. “I’m getting my stuff right now.” My eyes narrowed on the too-gorgeous-for-her-own-good redhead. “Glitter manicure?” I gritted out. Aspen shrugged. “Payback’s a bitch.”
