She didn’t seem to have a giant posse with her this time around and changed into more appropriate attire for the festival. Kelly and I had the same idea with stopping at home before driving over. While it covered more, appropriate may not have been the best term. A mini skirt with a cropped sweater didn’t look warm enough for the ever-cooling evening.

I choked back a laugh thinking about if she’d find one of her minions later and steal their clothes.

Brent didn’t look like he was having any of it. “Sloane, I’m busy. I already told you I don’t want to see you anymore.” He turned back to us, ignoring her pleading eyes.

She stuck out her bottom lip, pouting in a particular manner that felt a little devious. Good plot, I’d admit. “Baby, I told you I was sorry. What business do you have with Fallon anyway?” A look of curiosity crept onto her face

“Business that is none of yours. It’s between our families, not yours.” His voice was cut and harsh, but I could only guess how many times he told her to get off his back.

She stamped her foot, furrowing her brows like a toddler. “Don’t be rude. Can we all go to the corn maze? I’ll invite Alexander too.” She pulled out her phone and zoomed through it with her thumbs before any of us could stop her.

God dammit.

“Not necessary,” Brent clicked the power button on her phone to turn the screen off. “I was just leaving.”

Her face lit up. “Then I’ll go with you.”

“You could go into the maze with Alexander,” Kelly muttered under her breath.

I didn’t want anyone to go into the maze with me. Actually, I preferred not going at all. Kelly and I didn’t officially plan to take up the corn maze and take a chance on getting lost forever.

“Anyway,” I took a step backward, pulling Kelly with me, “thanks for the business update, Brent. I’ll see you in the boardroom.”

It looked like we were sprinting to the corn maze after all. Without extra people. Getting lost in the dark was bad enough without cutthroat assholes following along with us. I wanted to be far enough away from them so I could breathe.

“Let’s get in there before anyone sees where the hell we went,” Kelly whispered.

The employee handed us two glow sticks and a guide to make it out. How would we make it out with only a couple of glow sticks? He had to be kidding.

“Just glow sticks?” I asked, holding up my pathetic excuse for a light.

He didn’t look entertained, glaring at me. “That’s it. Either go in, or don’t.”