LORETTA

Michelle threw the truck into gear with a grin that stretched from ear to ear

“Ladies,” she declared, loud enough so that Zara, who was sitting by her side on the passenger's seat, flinched

“Operation Girls' Night one thousand and one is officially in motion. Tighten your seatbelts, grab your tequila and popcorn, because tonight we are going to forget about work, deadlines, responsibilities, and ridiculously hot men with blue, blue eyes”

Zara stared at Michelle from underneath her glasses, as if she were a lab case study. “Remind me how we are friends Again?” She questioned dryly

“Because you love me, Zara." Michelle grinned so wide, it was...