chapter 22

Katya Angie picks me up in her little blue Suzuki swift, and I can feel Ezra is angry that I am going off on my own, but I don’t care. Pulling up to Jasmine's place, Angie honks the horn twice before Jasmine comes rushing out and jumps into the back of the car. “My ladies,” Jasmine greets, sitting in the middle and leaning forward between the seats. “Seatbelt bitch,” Angie scolds, and Jasmine rolls her eyes, but clips her belt in and leans forward again. “Are we going to CJ’s?” Jasmine asks. “Yes, they have the best burgers! They're really thick and just ooze with juice and they know how to not overcook the things. Oh, and don't get me started on their fries!” Angie moans and drools, making me chuckle. She snaps out of it as her eyes flick to the mirror and she studies Jasmine. "Where is my brother?" I'd almost forgotten that Angie's brother was Jasmine's mate. “Helping my father down at the practice,” Jasmine answers with a shrug when Jasmine turns to me and gives me the side-eye. “Ho