Chapter 211: Sometimes the Truth Hurts

Aspen widens her eyes like she's trying to lift her eyebrows in the air but fails horribly. "Thanks, Simone. Anyway, see!"

One of the customers from Jason's store, wearing a pair of dark color corduroys and a light blue button-down sweater approaches our small group. He moves to the right, getting closer to the wall where the shelves of dolls are displayed — or action figures as the guys call them. He has his eyes set on one on the middle shelf, his arm outstretched to grab it, but before he can make contact, Hudson steps between him and the merchandise.

"I don't think so." He shoos him away from our small group. To avoid embarrassment, I become super interested in the edge of my shoe. Hopefully they've forgotten the big tall hunky male is with me.

"Next topic," Marissa says. "Can we discuss why Amanda is here with a bodyguard?"

"We're avoiding his big ears and elephant trunk." Aspen smiles in my direction and lifts one shoulder slightly higher in a half shrug.