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It really was quite lucky that Davenport had tons of extra money to go around, even more so that Oliver had a good head on his shoulders and decided to buy a truck with it.

Admittedly, most of the Force used walking as our main mode of transportation, but that could get a little annoying. It just didn't have the same appeal as driving around for hours on end to shop with my two best friends. Even when one of them had a diminishing crush on me and the other...was a total mystery, to be honest.

That Saturday, the initial idea Kaz had come up with was to go to the several surrounding malls and throw pretzel bites at the food court employees – and admittedly, the suggestion put a smile on my face – but in the end we all agreed that simply spending Davenport's money would be just as fun and less rude. More like poetic justice, as if ransacking Davenport's bank account even more than we already had would make his ego go down a notch.

As I laid in the backseat with the wind blowing my hair around, Kaz driving and Oliver riding shotgun, I felt rather calm. Actually shopping with two guys wasn't the best plan, as neither of them had any clue what fashion was and usually wandered mindlessly to the lingerie section more often than not, but just the fact that all three of us were together put a smile on my face. I liked Chase and Bree just fine, but I hardly had any time with just my guys anymore.

Another thing that had kept us from inviting them along was the fact that they had recently come to terms with how they weren't really siblings – not blood-related, anyway – and that had triggered some hormonal reaction they both had been putting off for years. Whenever Bree walked downstairs in a formfitting outfit, Chase had to get up pretty quickly and head to the bathroom under the pretense "I had something bad to eat." And whenever Chase showed his rough, stronger side, Bree crossed her legs and bit her lips, face heating up as if she had applied too much blush that morning. In whole, there was so much sexual tension in the penthouse that if we didn't give them some forced alone time, they'd soon have a full-out shagging session in front of everyone because they'd never have a proper instance to discuss anything (or release the tension; whichever came first).

Plus, Chase and Oliver had been in a little girl fight.

"It's not a girl fight!" Oliver protested while Kaz chuckled, eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror showcasing his genuine amusement much more than a single laugh could. "He thinks I broke his new Hyperlift upgrade on purpose, and I think he's ridiculous."

I snorted involuntarily, glancing out the window and simultaneously stretching my back out on the seat. "Yeah, because how were you supposed to know that eating pizza on a super expensive touchscreen desktop was a bad idea?"

"Hey, it does make a good plate," Kaz piped up, teeth poking through his thin smile.

I scooted forward a bit and lightly touched the back of his seat with my shoe. "Yeah, of course."

Suddenly Oliver was leaning forward (from what I could tell in my peripheral vision) and pointing, saying, "Get into that lane!"

Apparently we almost missed it because in the next second I was tumbling onto the floor and getting a face full of carpet. I heard a muffled laugh from the driver's seat, and then Oliver was leaning around his seat to give me an arm up. We were just pulling into an Apple store's parking lot as I climbed back up onto the backseat, glaring daggers at the side of Kaz's face.

Oliver quickly shoved open his door and held up his phone. "Okay, I shouldn't be gone too long, but the home button's not working and I'm going to be screwed over if I don't get this checked out." With that, he was gone, and I was still thoroughly annoyed.