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> they look so fucking gorgeousssss

> Justice for Robbie. This is ridiculous. Like. He’s literally right there. He loved her so much

> I’ve been saying for literal YEARS they were together. Do you all remember what they wore to the movie premiere? They were coordinating outfits, I am TELLING YOU

> who do u think tops? Cuz darcys arm is around juliets waist and she’s like guiding her around

Chapter Eight

Juliet didn’t trust many people with her entire being.

In reality, she only trusted a single soul enough to allow them to lead her somewhere with a blindfold over her eyes. And that person was Darcy.

Even if it was in their own home. If Darcy had wanted to put the blindfold on her during sex… well, they could talk about it, but even then – that would put Juliet far more out of control than she usually was in that kind of situation.

But this wasn’t sex.

The only reason she was sure of it was that they were fully clothed and nowhere near their bedroom. They’d had sex a lot in the house not in their bedroom, but with the blindfold and the midday timing and the clothing of it all… she was pretty confident.

“Okay,” Darcy said, with far too much excitement not to make a deep suspicion ping through Juliet. “You can take it off now.”

Juliet pulled the blindfold off, and – well, she hadn’t known what to expect. Like, at all. But whatever her imagination could have mustered up, it wasn’t Shelby-freaking-Linwood, sitting at the island with a cup of coffee in front of her.

“Shelby…?” Confused – because they’d definitely never hosted Shelby in their home – Juliet darted her eyes to Darcy before returning to Shelby again, a small smile tugging on her lips.

Shelby Linwood smiled back. “Hi, hon.”

Juliet could only stare for several moments before she asked, “Ah, are we having a little brunch meeting or something?”

Shelby chuckled, sipping on her coffee. “Look, I told Darcy she was being dramatic.”

Juliet slowly turned toward her girlfriend, who looked positively radiant. Like she could barely contain herself.

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” Darcy said, simply.

“You blindfolded me,” she pointed out.

“I didn’t want you to see and figure it all out.”

“We’re in our own home; what is the big surprise?”

Shelby gently cleared her throat. “While I’m not opposed to the coffee and the muffins y’all set out, I’m here specifically to discuss logistics for your album. From what I’ve already heard, you two gals are looking for a quick turnaround time. Which shouldn’t be too difficult, given I hear you’ve already recorded the majority of it yourselves.”

That certainly didn’t alleviate any of the bafflement swarming through her, and everything inside of Juliet stilled. “Ah… our album,” she echoed, unsure if she was asking or simply stating.

Because what in the world did Shelby Linwood know about their album?!

“The Whole Truth,” Shelby informed her, as though Juliet didn’t know what their album was to be titled.

“Yeah, I… I mean – what?”

She looked at Darcy again, who looked so eager. It was the best word Juliet could think to describe the expression on her face, the way her cheeks flushed and her eyes were bright and expectant, focused on Juliet. Maybe there were even hearts in her eyes, too. Juliet thought she saw them.

“You arranged for our album to be produced by Shelby fucking Linwood?”

“I did.” The pride was clear in Darcy’s voice.