Do you know that you don’t actually have to abide by a pact you made when you were 18?
Of course I do, no take backs.
Gabe
Come in the living room and I’ll teach you the move that’s guaranteed to lock her down.
Bex
Fucking gross
I’m not sure I should be taking advice from you, Gabriel.
Gabe
*single tear emoji*
Jules
Just be yourself, I thought Cole hated that version of you but apparently you did something right if she’s agreed to go on an overnight trip with you.
Too true. I am amazing. Thank you for the advice, Julien.
Bex
*eye-roll emoji*
Jules
Anytime, brother.
You’re late to work.
The next Friday, we arrive at the cabin just in time for dinner. Cole hops out of the car, stretching her arms above her head, her ring glinting in the light from the setting sun. It looks almost as good as her ass in those leggings.
I think I’m going to like Cabin-Cole.
Ernest jumps out of the back seat as soon as I open the door for him. He immediately starts sniffing everything within snouts reach, his tail wagging rapidly.
“He likes it here,” Cole smiles, crouching down next to her dog. “Don’t you, bubba? We need to get you out into nature more often, don’t we?” she coos.
“I’ll buy us a house with some land.”
Cole looks up at me, incredulous. “I have no choice but to believe every asinine thing that comes out of your mouth, Benoit Bardot, so do not go home and buy an entire damn house because I said Ernest needs to get into nature more.”
I shrug, eliciting a growl from Cole. “I need a house anyway. Don’t want to live in Gabe’s apartment forever. Real estate is a good investment.”
She falls back onto her ass dramatically. “You aren’t going to listen to me, are you?”
“Would you hate moving out of your apartment? Are you particularly attached to it?”
“I’ve worked really hard on decorating my apartment, thank you very much.”
“That’s not what I asked, Colette.”
She huffs, standing to follow Ernest into the cabin. “It has to have a bathtub.”
I wipe the smile off of my face. “It’ll have ten bathtubs,” I call after her.
