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nods at my questions and then breaks into laughter when I tickle him again.
    The front door slams and I breathe a sigh of relief. She’s gone—hopefully for the night. Normal programming in the Mitchell house can recommence.
    Alert the inhabitants...the Wicked Witch has left the premises.
    With those uncharitable thoughts, I pick Cooper up and throw him over my shoulder. Running through the kitchen and into the rumpus room with him squealing with delight in my ear, I’m satisfied that he’s over what he just saw when I toss him onto his beanbag and switch the TV on. He settles in to watch some weird-ass kid program and I make my way back into the kitchen to order the pizza I just promised him.
    I’m hanging up the phone when Zali wanders in.
    “Hey, Gabbi,” she says as she lifts herself onto the counter. Swinging her long legs in front of herself, she gives me a tiny smile. “I know you’re stressed about Mom and your other stuff. Why don’t you go out tonight and I’ll watch Coop?”
    Tossing my phone into my bag, I face her. Suspicions flit across my mind. She’s never given a shit about my stress levels before.
    “What’s in it for you?”
    “Just trying to be nice. You helped me out today so I wanted to do something for you.” Sounding hurt, Zali slides off the counter and back to her feet. “It’s up to you if you accept...or not.”
    I’m slightly mollified by her response, although I don’t buy it for a second. Generosity is not one of her dominant personality traits.  “All right. I need a night out. I’ll call Amy, see if she’s free.”
    “I already did. She’s going to meet you at Nitro’s at ten.”
    Alarm bells begin to ring in my head. Since when does she have Amy’s number? Something’s off here, but I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Dancing and drinking with Amy, and then picking up someone to take the edge off is just what the doctor ordered.
    “Devon’s not coming over, is he?” I can’t leave Cooper with them. If they’re not making out in front of him, they’re arguing.
    “Gabbi,” she steps in front of me and rests her hands on my shoulders. Looking down at me with serious eyes, I can feel the sincerity in her words as she says them. “Devon’s not coming over. Mom’s gone for the night. You’ve organized dinner so he’s not going to starve, and I promise you that I have nothing other than watching the Kardashian’s planned for the rest of the night. Go and have some fun for once.”
    “Well, when you put it like that,” I quip. “I’m off to get dressed.”

CHAPTER SIX
    Gabbi
    “I t’s fucking packed tonight,” I yell in Amy’s ear. Hot bodies gyrate around us; everyone squashed onto the dance floor of Nitro’s nightclub. Hands touch my ass, my exposed stomach, and one glances over my tits for a quick second. If we were anywhere but here, I’d let them know what I thought about the liberties they’re taking without asking, instead I lean back and grind my ass on his cock.
    “I don’t mind,” she quips, eyes lighting up when she checks out my dance partner. Going by the look of approval on her face, I’m guessing that I’m on to a winner. I return the favor, nodding my head when I find the guy dancing behind her sufficiently hot. “Getting felt up is the closest I’m getting to any action tonight. My mom said she’d watch Thomas until one at the latest.”
    I can barely hear her words, so I move closer to her to catch that last part. Shit . It’s past eleven now. I need to get a move on if I want to pick up someone to occupy me before she heads home to her kid. I lean forward to tell her my plan when the warm hands belonging to the guy moving behind me run over my tummy, coming to a rest just under my boobs. He links his fingers together and pulls me away from Amy, hard against his chest.
    A smartass grin covers Amy’s face when she gazes over my shoulder and she mouths the word “now”. I arch an eyebrow, questioning her