Suddenly Psychic (Glimmer Lake #1)(83)



Val perched on a chair. “Let me think about it. I like the idea, but I just went through that whole expansion drama last year that didn’t work out, so I’m feeling a little wary, and also—no offense—but I want to make sure I don’t cannibalize my business here, you know?”

“Makes total sense.” Robin slid a folder across the table. “I put a couple of ideas together for you to look at. Just some thoughts about how you could make it work if you wanted to.” She shrugged. “I had time.”

Monica and Val exchanged a look. “How’s life without Emma?”

Robin’s youngest had shipped off to university in Washington State the previous fall, leaving Robin and her husband Mark official empty-nesters.

“It’s good. It was nice to see her and Austin over the holidays but…” Robin smiled. “It’s also nice to have the house back to ourselves again, you know?”

Monica whispered loudly, “They’re having freaky sex in whatever room they want now.”

Val whispered back. “That’s what I figured too.”

Robin rolled her eyes. “Listen, weirdos, this is me and Mark, not…” Robin’s eyes lifted when the bell over the door rang. “Oh hey, speaking of freaky sex.”

Val whipped her head around, only to see Sullivan Wescott, sheriff of Glimmer Lake and the source of Val’s headache, walking into the coffee shop.

She immediately spun around. “Shut up, Robin.”

“I didn’t say anything!”

“You were thinking it.”

Monica raised her hand. “No, that was me, actually. I was the one suspecting you and Sully of having freaky sex.”

Val hissed, “In what universe do I have the time to have freaky sex with anyone?”

“That wasn’t a denial,” Robin said. She held her fist out to Monica, who bumped her knuckles. “We were right.”

“You’re both ridiculous.” Val glanced at her watch. “And your time is up.”

Monica leaned over to Robin. “She’s leaving us so she can get his order.”

“Of course she is,” Robin said quietly. “I mean, who else is going to make flirty eyes at Sully? She can’t have Eve doing it. She’s young enough to be his daughter.”

Val turned, flipped both of her best friends off, then walked back to the register.

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