Chapter 90 Toxic Encounter

• Bianca stepped out, arm in arm with Mal. It was cold, she thought and was glad that she had worn her hoodie. It had been a fun evening, listening to the guys laughing and poking fun at Nash, who had brought his rather straight-laced girlfriend along. He was besotted with Amy Lester, the girl who sat primly beside Nash and the other young men in the group had teased Nash over his devotion to the brunette. It had been light-hearted and after a meal of fries and burgers, they were all ready to call it a day.
• Bianca had sipped on a coke all evening. She did not enjoy drinking and besides, she was driving, as she explained. Mal had been her chatty self, a little woozy from drink and when the last round was done, Bianca glanced at her watch. It was late, she thought with a dimpled smile.
• St Just had seen her message, she knew that and now, as she made her way to the door of the pub, she noticed that Amy Lester had not brought a warm coat with her. They were going to ride home on Nash’s bile and the silly girl had just worn a tank top and a thin jacket which was wet because someone had accidentally doused her with drink. Noting the unhappy, forlorn look on her face as she stood shivering a little away from the entrance, Bianca went up to her.