CHAPTER 8
Kennedy had never seen a drive-up coffee hut like this before, but Willow told her they were all over the state. “I read online that if you took every stand in Alaska and stacked them from one point to the other, they would stretch all the way from Anchorage to Santa Barbara.”
Kennedy wasn’t so sure about that, but she could at least appreciate the convenience of grabbing a hot drink without having to get out of the car. Willow rolled down her window long enough to give her order then shut it again to keep out the cold.
Kennedy was surprised to see the girl inside was wearing nothing but tight shorts and a tank top. “She must be freezing.”
“Don’t worry, she’s probably got a couple space heaters in there. I’m sure she’s perfectly toasty.”
Kennedy tried not to stare while the
