7

Bailey let out an irritated breath for the fifth time tonight. She hated those stupid lashes Mira was currently placing on her eyes but dared to not whine about it.

If she did she feared the look of promising death Mira would shoot her.

"I can't believe Kristina bailed on us tonight," Mirabella grumble in displeasure.

Bailey lifted one shoulder into a shrug. "Her parents have been having issues recently, it's understandable that they want to try to bond more these days."

Mirabella huffed but understood. "Ryan fucking Garcia will have a laughing moment the minute he realized Kristina isn't coming. "

Bailey furrowed her brows. "Why would he?"

"One of the three musketeers is not in sight. In their mind, we've already lost." Mirabella said in exasperation.

Bailey's brows furrowed even more. She didn't know they were competing tonight.

"What are we competing about exactly?" Bailey asked in confusion.

Mirabella let out an annoyed breath. "Bailey keep up! We're supposed to look like we're ha