Chapter 3
“Amy?” I tapped my best friend’s shoulder.
She was currently lip-locked with Enzo with his hand halfway up her dress.
“Um…Amy?”
Amy came up for air and stared at me with glazed bedroom eyes. “Huh? What’s up, Nat?”
“I’m heading out.”
“What?” Amy asked, eyes widening. “Are you not having fun? Did things not go well with Mr. Break Your Heart?”
I laughed and admired my crazy friend. “No, things are going great. We’re just going to head out together and walk the city.”
Amy’s mouth popped open. “Um…excuse me?”
“It’ll be fine. I turned on that tracker app you use, so you can always find me.”
She hopped off of the chaise, disentangling herself from Enzo, who grumbled behind her. “Are you sure about this? You don’t even know this guy. He could sell you into s*x slavery.” Amy lea
