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“Oh, and grab an extra French toast. I’m bringing a friend,” she says before tapping on the screen and putting the phone back in her pocket. "Okay, Simone, let’s go.”

She leans down and places a quick chaste kiss to Finn’s cheek. “I’ll text you when we’re done, okay?”

“Sure, babe. Love you,” he replies.

She turns to face me, but I haven’t moved, not sure where we’re going or why I’d go with her.

“Where do you think you’re taking Simone?” Trey asks the question I’d been thinking.

“Sunday is girls’ day on the hill,” she answers as if this is some kind of common knowledge. “I’ll bring her back later.”

She tugs on my hand, and I stand looking down at Trey.

He shrugs his shoulders and sighs. “I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. I’ll come pick you up after, okay?”

Aspen tugs on my hand again. “Um, okay.” And without further complaint or objection from Trey, I allow the crazy brunette to pull me out of the brightly lit comic shop.