Re: Patio - Shelly, Marsh, Maddy, and Open
That caused Shelly to crack a smile. "Marshallmallow," she repeated. "I second it. That means it's official," she announced authoritatively, looking around and grabbing one of the adirondack chairs closer to the fire and sitting down as primly as was possible on an item of lawn furniture that had the capability of giving ass splinters.
The blonde looked over at Maddy with interest at the mention of a Hollywood vampire. "You mean Zorro? I didn't realize." Huh. She might get the reputation of a vampire chaser if she wasn't careful. She thought of John and smiled to herself, crossing one leg over the other. "Also, I knew I liked you," she added. "You have good taste."