Mindy burst onto the rooftop like a gust of fresh air in a room heavy with perfume and polite laughter. Andrea spotted her instantly in a bright orange dress, heels clicking fast against the stone floor, hair a little windblown from the rush. The second their eyes met, Andrea felt her shoulders drop, tension easing just enough for her to breathe.

Mindy made a beeline straight for her, arms already open. “There’s my girl!”

They collided in a tight hug right in the middle of the crowd. Mindy squeezed hard, then pulled back just enough to grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Damn, girl. You look like a whole snack...