Noticed

Con’s eyes widen and he lets out a holler as the ice goes down his shirt. Scott is suddenly free, staggering away and laughing.

Con dances around for several minutes, untucking his shirt to let the icecubes fall to the floor. “Jamie, you turkey!” Once the frozen water is gone, he turns to his girlfriend, his eyes narrowing, though humor written on his face. Reaching out, he grabs her and picks her up. “You are not playing fair, young lady!” Planting a quick but passionate kiss on her lips, his eyes dance. “But that’s ok.”


Scott, still laughing, comes back around to plop down in his chair next to Katie again, his face red from the actions. “Are we having fun yet?”


Reese’s face reddens slightly, realizing he’d broken out of his normal actions. He gives Lockheart a sheepish grin. “I guess it’s hard to keep this rowdy bunch subdued once they get going.” Despite the din, he cocks his head. “I bet you’ll be glad to get away from this chaos.”


“Me? Sorry?” Carson gives Misty a look. “Last I knew, your punishment wasn’t something I could ever be sorry for.”


As a figure appears in the doorway, suddenly Wyatt sees the shadow and turns. Spotting Frankie, he’s automatically on his feet.
Jason sees Wyatt stand and follows his gaze. Immediately he stands, ready for anything.

Camryn looks up at him with concern. “Jason, what’s wrong?”

“Just some street scum,” he growls.

Wyatt’s fists ball up tightly as he stares at Frankie. What was he doing here…what did he want?