Kelly
The popstar stamps her foot. "Man, the best things ALWAYS happen when I can't talk about them. Seriously!"
"Ansel—"
"It's okay," she groans. "I won't reveal your secret location, you know that." She gives him a look and I realize there's a genuine friendship between them. She's doing that thing where they both remember something and don't have to talk about it. I look at Crash and he nods at her.
"Thank you," he says and hugs her.
"So, do you guys need a distraction?" she asks hopefully. "Because I can get a lot of attention away from here, if you want."
"That would be great," he grins and steps over next to me. "We're changing cars, but anything that keeps eyes off this area…"
"Done," she says. "Consider it a… a wedding gift, or whatever."
I blush to my toes, but Crash waggles his eyebrows at me. I want to shake my head at his confidence. Please can it not be in something empty…
