The sun had finally set and, with it, the heat of the day had receded. July in Kentucky was usually hot and muggy, but they'd been blessed this summer that it'd been one of the coolest on record. It was comfortable enough that they actually had a bonfire going. Roni sat in the corner, nursing a glass of strawberry margarita that Bianca had given her at some point. She wasn't in the mood to drink tonight, was barely in the mood to be around other people. She should have told Liam that she hadn't been up to dinner at the clubhouse.
“I think I'm gonna head out," she told Denise, tapping her on the shoulder.
“Are you sure you're okay?" she asked, worry in her eyes.
“I am. I'm just really tired trying to get the office back in order. Bless his heart, but Liam is not a businessman in that sen
