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“We don’t have any. Please come around to the window to pay.”

Grumbling, Astro pulls up to the window, and I watch as Raff leans out to the man.

“How much is it going to take to get an ice cream?” Raff growls.

The man’s eyes widen as Raff pulls out a stack of bills and starts handing them over. “Uh, that should do it. Do you want any sauce? You can have whatever you want,” the man squeaks, his eyes still on the bills.

“Baby?” Raff asks softly.

“Chocolate.” Cil coughs in my ear.

“Chocolate please.” I grin happily as Raff points at the man.

“You heard the woman, chocolate, and as many nuggets as you have. Here.” He hands over more bills. “If you have it done in under two minutes, you can have the rest.” Raff grins at me. “There we go.”

“You’re the best,” I say dreamily, snuggling into his side.

“So pussy whipped.” Astro grins, and I poke my tongue out at him. He returns the favor as we wait.

Not two minutes later, boxes and boxes of nuggets are handed over until they fill the back seat, and then an ice cream, dripping with chocolate sauce. Raff nods in approval and hands over the cash.

“I want one of those too.” Raff points at an advertisement for their kid’s meal that has a pink bracelet in it.

“You got it.” A moment later, the worker hands that over, and Raff grins, turning to me.

“Here you go, baby.”

Giggling, I rip open the packet and slide the cheap bracelet on.

“I love it. I’ll never take it off.” I hand the ice cream to Cil, and Astro pulls out of the drive-through.

“You little bastard,” Raff grumbles but watches me worriedly as I kick my feet happily, doing a little dance as I stuff nuggets into my mouth.

“Now you can fall in love with me,” Raff states as he hands me another sauce.

“Too late,” I mumble around a nugget, but I get distracted as Cil grabs one. “Hey, mine.”

“Babe, there are over thirty boxes here.”

Growling, I grab it from his hand and shove it into my mouth.

“Get your own, I don’t share food.” I huff, ignoring his laugh.

Once I’ve eaten all I can, I cuddle into Raff’s side, resting my head on his shoulder. His lips come down on my hair, and I hum happily in pure bliss—not too drunk and not too sober.

“Do you really love me, Reign Harrow?” he whispers, his heart racing. “If you do, tell me when you’re sober. Tell me every day because I love you too, a whole fucking lot. I know you’re super drunk right now, so first thing tomorrow morning, I will tell you. You can’t deny it or ignore it like we know you will. I love you, Reign, and I refuse to let another day go by without you knowing.”

“You’re a softie.” I giggle. “I knew it from the first moment I saw you. All big and brooding on the outside, but a softie inside, like an Oreo.”

Raff sighs. “I am not like an Oreo.”

“Oreo.” I nod. “It’s okay. I love Oreos.”

“And we are home.” Astro grins. “As amusing as this is—wait.”

“What is it?” Raff demands, on high alert. He pushes me back into the seat, buckling me up as Cil turns to block the door with his back, and Raff does the same to his. What the hell do they think is going to happen?

“The front guard is flagging us down. Shall I proceed or fall back and allow you to speak to them?” Astro asks, his voice the calmest I’ve ever heard it. It sobers me up quickly as I scan them.

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