Page 76 of Coastal Runaway

Freddie Prince Jr.? Did you not listen to the plan?

Aiden

Did you even tell us the plan?

Nolan

FPJ is hot.

Maeve

Are you drunk?

Actually, don’t answer that. Just get your asses on a plane tomorrow morning.

We’ll be there.

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Keegan

What’s that glorious smell?

I opened my eyes to find Maeve in her usual spot next to me in bed holding two mugs of coffee.

“This is becoming too regular of a morning greeting,” I said as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

“Good morning to you too, you big grump.”

“Good morning.” I gave her a small smile and reached for my coffee.

Dad and Maeve were waiting at the estate when Ryleigh and I got home two days ago. I wasn’t shocked to see them but my heart soared that they both came to get me this time.

Maeve told me that Nolan was coming for Thanksgiving dinner tonight but I had yet to see him. He tried to call but I just couldn't face him. I spent the last few days facing the fact that his words were said in anger but based in fact.

The last few days were good for me. Ryleigh, Maeve, dad, and I cooked good food, watched cheesy movies, and dad even let us put a face mask on him. It was the girl time that we all needed—even dad—but it did little to take my mind off of the broody boy that stole my heart.

I knew everyone was trying to cheer me up, and I was appreciative that I had a family that cared so deeply for my well being.

“Oh! Happy Thanksgiving!” Maeve sang. I glared back at her.

“Okay, the gremlin is in full swing this morning. Noted.” She winked and stood from the bed, heading to the door, “we have a surprise downstairs. So get dressed and hurry down.” She said right before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

The only surprise that I wanted was to walk down and find Luke standing in the living room ready to profess his love. I laughed at my own ridiculous thoughts.

He didn’t chase you.

Again.

I changed into leggings and Luke’s hoodie, and made my way downstairs. I stood confused on the bottom step as I took in the foyer covered wall to wall in boxes.

“Are we moving?” I asked.

Maeve popped out from behind a box, “no, silly, daddy went and got all of mom’s old Christmas decorations out of storage. We’re going to have a good old fashioned Kelly Christmas this year!”

“All of them?” I whispered in shock.

Maeve nodded and I could see her eyes watering.