Page 9 of Finding Kenna
“Right? And rumor has it the waitress helps her dad, or uncle, or whoever he is, find extras. Since she meets so many people, she asks random guests if they might be interested in working out at the ranch for a day,” Elodie said.
Kenna put her hand over her mouth to try to keep her laughter in.
“Who is she?” Lexie asked. “I want to kiss her ass so maybe she’ll ask me!”
“I don’t know,” Elodie said in a dejected tone. “But I plan to be as nice as possible to the waitress. I mean, can you imagine being a bitch to the staff, then finding out later you could’ve been hired for a Jurassic Park movie if you’d just been nicer?”
“That would suck so bad,” Lexie agreed with a huge smile.
“I think my hair is as good as it’s gonna get,” Elodie said. “You ready to go back? I need another drink.”
“Ready,” Lexie agreed.
The two women in the stalls hadn’t said a word, but Kenna figured Elodie and Lexie had gotten their point across more than adequately. She backed out of the restroom, with both the other women following and grinning like lunatics.
The second the door shut behind them, Lexie burst out laughing.
“Shhhh,” Elodie scolded in a whisper. “They might still be able to hear us!” They walked down the hall toward the dining area, and only then did Elodie join Lexie in laughing.
“That was awesome!” Lexie exclaimed.
“They’re gonna be kissing all the waitresses asses now for sure!” Elodie agreed.
Kenna couldn’t remember if someone had ever gone out of their way to do something like that for her. It was harmless and funny, but would likely be effective. Of course, there would always be patrons who felt it was perfectly all right to treat the waitstaff like shit, but for tonight, those two women would almost certainly do an about-face and change their attitude.
“Thank you so much,” Kenna told them. “They honestly weren’t all that bad, but I appreciate it all the same.”
Elodie got serious as she met Kenna’s gaze. “I’ve had more to drink tonight than usual, and I’d probably never say something like this otherwise…”
Kenna braced.
“I like you. I mean, I don’t really know you, but I like how Aleck can’t take his eyes off you. I like your smile and how you’re always looking over at him. And I freaking love that you didn’t hesitate to try to rescue him when you thought he was drowning. Aleck is a good guy. He’s funny—and yes, he’s the smart aleck that he’s named for. But when we all invited ourselves tonight, he didn’t say no. He didn’t pitch a fit. I think he was kind of glad because he was nervous. And he’d only be nervous if you mattered. So…all that to say…I hope things work out between you guys.”
Kenna was surprised. She kind of thought Elodie would tell her not to fuck with her friend or something. She definitely liked this woman. “Me too,” she admitted.
Lexie nudged Elodie and gestured not so subtly with her head toward the table they’d been sitting at. Their men were headed their way.
“Wow, they gave us a whole five minutes,” Elodie joked with a laugh.
Not able to stop herself, Kenna looked back at the table, and her gaze met Marshall’s.
“You okay?” he mouthed.
Kenna nodded at him.
Marshall made a big deal out of lifting his arm and looking at the watch on his wrist. Kenna smiled and held up five fingers. He nodded.
“See? You guys can have an entire conversation from across the room,” Elodie said. “That’s awesome.”
It was awesome.
Kenna nodded at Midas and Mustang as they arrived to collect their women.
“You good?” Mustang asked her.
Kenna couldn’t help but smile. “I’m good,” she told him. “Your wife and Lexie were awesome.”
“They can be a little…enthusiastic,” Midas said, wrapping an arm around Lexie’s shoulders.
