Page 227 of Unexpected Ever After


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I put it down and continue to clean up. Like a fucking whipped prick, when it alerts me, I grab it so fast, it falls out of my hand.

My Princess: I’m all done. Waiting on the girls to get here.

I grin typing out my reply.

Me: You want to go all together or meet there?

The dots immediately begin, and I stare like a pussy.

My Princess: We’ll be at Sabbath in ten minutes.

I can’t hide the smile on my face.

Me: Perfect, see you soon.

I pocket my phone and quickly finish cleaning up. Once I’m done, I head out front and find Waylen and Harry sitting on the couch.

“Seriously, instead of coming back to help me, you guys are sitting on your asses?” I joke.

“It’s like a power nap after a long day and what I’m hoping is an even longer night,” Waylen says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” I say, laughing.

“So what’s the plan?” he asks.

I glance at Harry and shrug. “Leah and her friends are gonna come with us. Kinda like celebrating our Hollywood win,” I say.

He jumps off the couch and grabs my shoulders. “Leah and her friends? Like Arya?”

I push him off me and shake my head. “I don’t fucking know.”

“Oh, if Arya is there, I call dibs,” he says, rubbing his hands together.

“You call dibs? What are you fucking twelve? You can’t call dibs on a chick you stupid asshole. She’s not a candy bar,” Harry says, standing up.

Waylen grins and slaps his back. “Oh, I disagree. I guarantee that girl is as sweet as a fucking candy bar.”

He laughs while Harry and I look at each other. He really is a good guy but sometimes I think he might have been dropped a few too many times on his head as a baby.

There’s a knock on the door and I turn around. I see Leah’s smiling face and immediately my pulse picks up. She left my bed this morning and yet I feel like I haven’t seen her in days.

Waylen rushes to unlock the door and the three of them walk in.

Her friends take in the shop while Leah bites her lip looking at me. Fuck, we’re leaving early tonight.

“Damn, I can see why your private parties that we’re never invited to do so well,” Arya says.

“Arya,” Leah hisses.

“What? It’s a compliment, Leah, fucking relax,” she says.

“You want an invite?” Waylen asks, smirking.

I roll my eyes and grab the keys off the desk. “Let’s go before Waylen starts drooling.”

Everyone laughs as we walk out the door. I lock up as Harry waits with me. The girls and Waylen are walking ahead, and I shake my head.

“What’s up with you and Leah?” he asks.

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