" I better go," Carter squeezed me once more and stood, grabbing his wallet from the coffee table. " I need to hit up the lottery if I want to get you out of this mess. Will you let me buy a monkey if we win, though?" " Only if you buy me an island off the coast of Fiji." " You crazy-ass woman. A monkey is so much cooler than an island." " How about a monkey IN Fiji?" " Now there's a woman after my own heart," Carter slapped his hand to his chest, sighing dramatically. " I'll let you know if we win." He started for the door." Uh huh." " You'll know if we do. I'll be the one streaking on Pike Street. "