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“Yeah, yeah. Some best friend you are.”
“Oh, hush.” I laugh.
There's a knock at the door. “Can you get that?” Bianca asks, sticking her head out of the closet.
“Yeah.” I giggle and get up to answer it.
“Good morning, Shorty,” Bishop greets me as I open the door.
My brows lift and a smile finds my lips as butterflies fill my belly. “Hi. What are you doing here? Don’t you have practice?”
“Just got done not too long ago. Stopped at the coffee shop on the way back and thought I’d bring you one,” he explains, holding out a coffee cup. “I know you normally get caramel frappuccino but they didn’t have any of the caramel mix, so I got you a sugar cookie latte because I also know you drink these things like crack when they come in season.”
I gasp, eyes lighting up. “Oh my god, they started selling them!”
He gives me a bright grin. “Yup. Starting today. Good thing it’s early because I remember that one year we went too late and they were already sold out of the sugar cookie mix and you cried like a baby all day.”
“I did not.” I giggle.
“Suuuure.” He winks.
I take a sip and close my eyes, moaning at how delicious it is. “Damn, that's good,” I sigh happily.
When I open my eyes, I find Bishop staring at me with a dark look. My pulse picks up, and I swallow hard.
“Okay, I’m ready. Who's at the door?”
I blink a few times and step back. “Bishop.”
She looks at the coffee and then to her brother. “Where the hell is mine, asshole?”
“I’m sorry, who are you?” he asks, giving her a bemused look and I giggle, biting my lower lip at their antics.
“Haha, very fucking funny, jackass. Just for that, I’m going to drive down to that sandwich shop you love so much, buy a big old meatball sandwich, and eat it right in front of you.”
“Oh, that's just cruel, baby sis. You know I’m banned from that place!”
“You are?” I ask. “Why?”
Bianca starts laughing. “Our cousin bet him a hundred bucks that he couldn't eat three whole sandwiches in under ten minutes.”
“And I won that bet.” He points at her.
“Yeah, but you then threw up all over the table. It was nasty, and you had to give the money to the owner to pay to have the booth cleaned out.”
“Oh my god. Gross.” I cringe.
“Okay, enough making me look bad in front of the pretty lady,” he grumbles.
Bianca’s brows jump and so does my heart.
“Bishop!” someone barks his name from behind him. I look over to see a very pissed off looking Toby standing in their doorway. He’s glaring at Bishop, but then his eyes flick over to me and that warm and fuzzy feeling I just had is gone. His face drops and the anger is replaced with a suffering look. Good. I hope he feels like shit.
“Thank you, Ship. You're amazing.” I give him a hug, because I always hug him. It’s not weird at all. So why am I thinking about how big and warm he is and how good his arms feel wrapped around me?
I let go and take a step back, wondering what the hell is going on with me. “We still good for tonight?”
“Yup.” I smile, nodding.
