Page 107 of Goode to Be Bad

“I’m not taking your money, so shut up. I love you. I’ll see you in two weeks.”

“Okay, okay. Love you. Bye.”

I hung up, left the phone on the charger, and went in search of breakfast…and ideas.

Could I ride a bicycle to Alaska?

That was looking like my best option from here.

Oh lordy.

Alaska, for a wedding.

And me too stubborn to ask for help. Could I get a bus ride with twenty-four bucks?

Why, Lexie? Why now?

But, one way or another, I’d be there for my sister.

If only to find out why the hell she was so worked up about my virginity. That story alone would be worth the trip.

Alaska, here I come.

Somehow.