We danced until I was weak with wanting and finally pleaded for mercy. I didn't want to drink and suggested that we find a restaurant for a late dinner instead. They all agreed eagerly; I guess I wasn't the only one who had worked up an appetite. In fact, Torquil looked a little flushed when we walked out of Monarch.

"Oh, shoot; F-U War is closed," Abby whined as we walked down the sidewalk.

"Abby." I shook my head and chuckled.

"You know they named it that on ...