Chapter 5
Pippin’s been borrowing my couch every night for four weeks straight when I’m woken up from my sleep by someone trying to pound down the door.
A glimpse with one eye on my phone tells me it’s just after twelve and I’ve been sleeping for only about four hours.
“What the heck?” I stumble out of the bed. I pull a sweatshirt over my head to go with my pajama pants and run my fingers through my hair a couple times, hoping I don’t look too troll-like. At the door, I yank it open with a growl. “Yes?”
…And almost faint of shock when I’m met by Crystal Olander’s sweetly smiling face. She’s a tiny woman with curves in all the right places and platinum-blond, perfect hair. Her makeup is tasteful, her clothes sexy but not too revealing, and she has a fun and flirty demeanor. I guess I un
