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“Grimm?” Nevaeh asks.
“Yeah.” I smile and look at the text.
Grimm:Where are you?
I quickly text him back.
Me:Cafe down the street having lunch with Nevaeh.
Grimm immediately texts back.
Grimm:Next time, text me if you’re leaving the shop. Don’t move until I get there.
I roll my eyes and drop my phone on the table, not worrying about responding.
“And what did your man have to say?” Nevaeh grins.
“That I’m not to move until he gets here.” I giggle and pick up another fry from my plate and pop it into my mouth. “He’s protective.”
“Oh, I can believe it. I’d seen him staring at you at the clubhouse when he and you were dancing around each other.”
“We weren’t dancing around each other.”
“Yeah, you were. You just didn’t know it.”
“Well, what about you and Maverick?” I ask, turning the conversation toward her.
She straightens in her seat and shakes her head. “Nothing to talk about.”
“Yeah, okay, if you say so.” I smirk.
I know she has a thing for Maverick, and the two of them are roommates along with Ryann. He’d moved in with them when Peyton started living with Ice.
Nevaeh opens her mouth to say something, only to shut it as she stares over my shoulder. I twist in my seat to see not only my man heading in our direction but Maverick. Oh, this should be good.
“I have to go,” Nevaeh says, moving to get up. Only it’s too late. The two men take seats next to us in the booth.
“Hey, roomie.” Maverick grins.
“What are you two doing here?” I ask, looking at Grimm. “And where’s Justice?”
“He’s at the clubhouse with your mom. Picking you up since you closed up shop already.” He leans in and presses a kiss to my lips, lingering there for a moment. “Don’t like you leaving there without telling me,” he says, brushing my lips once more and pulling away.
“I’ll let you know the next time,” I whisper softly.
“Good. You done here?” he asks, eyeing the table.
“Yeah.” I nod.
“Right, then, let’s go,” he says, pulling out two twenties from his wallet and placing the bills on the table. It was way more than what our food cost, but I didn’t say a word.
I look at Nevaeh and smile. “Come by the shop tomorrow and we’ll set your schedule.”
“What schedule?” Maverick asks, glancing between Nevaeh and me.
“Nevaeh is going to start working at the flower shop with me,” I announce, scooting out of my side of the booth as Grimm takes my hand, tugging me into his side.
“See you tomorrow,” Nevaeh says, shoving at Maverick to move. “Move, butthole.”
