“Your brother is an awful person,” I told the girls as I set down the iron. “I’ll be right back. I have to go change into a padded bodysuit for Mr. Uptight Billionaire,” I said loudly, hoping he heard me.
I snapped a picture of myself and sent it to my friends.
Tess:Apparently not only did my boss demand that I move into his house, but now he’s dictating what I wear!
Tess:There has to be some law against that right?
Holly:Uhhh…
Tess:I know. It’s crazy, right?
Maeve:…Tess, you know you are our favorite person, and this is said with love, but I can kind of see why Beck wanted you to change.
Holly:I’m surprised he didn’t come in his pants right then and there.
Tess:This is a perfectly fine outfit. It’s just shorts and a tank top!
Maeve:You… you aren’t wearing a bra.
Tess:It has a built-in bra. I wear this tank top for baking all the time. It’s my baking tank top.
Maeve:Tess, I never told you this because I know life is hard right now, but you might have gained a little bit of weight from all the stress eating. Just a little!
Holly:And it’s all in your boobs, girl! That built-in tank top bra is not cutting it.
Tess:It’s completely fine. I feel very well supported.
Then I looked at the photo of myself, like, really looked.
I wrinkled my nose.
Lord.
Tess:Okay on second glance, I may have been hitting the Friday-night desserts a bit hard lately.
18
Beck
“You stole my furniture,” I said to Walker when he opened the door.
“Dude, the girls ruined all of my furniture. They said they were playingLittle House on the Prairieand wanted to use some stuff in the house. I was like sure whatever, that’s cute, and I took a call. Then the next thing I know, they ripped up all the sheets to make clothes and had half the furniture busted up for firewood.”
“Order your own damn furniture,” I said, pushing into his condo.
In the living room was the custom chess table I’d had made in Morocco with the special inlay of expensive woods. It was next to the TV stand that I’d had custom built to my exact specifications.
“You can’t just take my stuff!” I yelled at my younger brother.
“We’re family! Sharing is caring,” Walker complained as I picked up the chess table.
I shook my head. “Where is my coatrack?”
“I don’t have it,” Walker said. “Greg must have taken it.”
I took the table with me up to Greg’s new condo.
I should have just gone back to my own condo. Greg was nuts on a normal day. Now that he was in close proximity to Belle, he was positively unhinged. Besides, I was sure Tess was going to buy new furniture. But I could not stay in that condo with her. Even though it was huge, with half the floor on the south side of the tower, it had suddenly felt claustrophobic.
