Page 98 of Sweet Surrender


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Aiden

Watch it, princess. Our name looks great on the back of a jersey.

Jamie

Yeah, it does. And I’ve already ordered one for Kyrie to wear to the games.

Ashton

What about me?

Jamie

You’ll be in mine, Ace.

Ashton

Pretty sure yours won’t fit me by August, charmer.

Sabrina

Jameson Murphy, if you take this text thread in any kind of x-rated direction, I will make sure you regret that move for the rest of your life.

Finn

Okay, I’ve got to ask... How exactly do you plan on doing that?

Sabrina

Let’s just say you won’t enjoy it, but your father would.

Finn

I’m out.

Ashton

OMG

Jamie

Ohh . . . no. Mom.

Sabrina

Let’s just say I’ve seen the books you read, and I read worse.

ASHTON

Some weeks, I can move mountains.

This week, I can’t even keep my breakfast down.

—Ashton’s Secret Thoughts

“Come here, sweet girl,” Lexie coos at Kyrie as she steals her from my arms and sits in a green-velvet chair tucked behind the biggest table in Sweet Temptations. “I’ve missed you.”

“What am I, chopped liver?” I ask, laughing as Dillan hands me a cup of tea.