CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
"You told me to be ready by noon, and now it's past noon. I figured I'd swing by and remind, just in case you'd spaced out."
Amy, lounging on the bed, raised an eyebrow.
"I sent him the message while you were in the bathroom," she said with a mischievous glint.
"Ah, that explains it." Cherry thought.
But Amy's next words dropped.
"Though, I could swear I put in 2:30 pm, not noon."
As she settled back into the bed, the wooden frame creaked and groaned, drawing Carlos's gaze like a magnet.
Cherry noticed.
"Hey Carlos!" Cherry waves her hands at Carlos trying to distract his gaze from looking at where Amy was.
Carlos blinked, refocusing.
"How did...?" he trailed off.
Cherry played it cool, feigning nonchalance.
Amy chuckled, knowing.
"What's that?" she asked, breezing past the awkward moment.
