“I’m okay I promise”.

“I got the goods”. Lana grinned.

She was carrying three glasses of wine with the bottle under her arm. I had no intention of drinking any. It was the furthest thing from my mind. But I would hold it and keep the glass warm.

“Oh, gimmie”. Alanna spoke. “I’ve had a long day”.

“Are you guys staying the night?”. I asked.

“I am I already told Pete not to expect me home”.

I couldn’t hide my smile. Lana had never changed. I loved that she was ...