Khalida closes her eyes with a soft hum and closes her laptop. “That’s enough work for one night. Nic can wait to talk to me until tomorrow, don’t you think?”

“I’ll pass.” Asa puts her feet on Amber’s shoulders and her hands on the back of her heels, and she trips her. Asa gets on top of her and gets her in an Americana. 

Layla smiles. “Later, Shay. It was nice talking to you.” She follows Ben to the workshop.