We’re back, baby.
Leo: Oh! THANK YOU, JESUS. We were all waiting.
Dickhead.
Leo: Head sounds like a solid plan for tonight.
You have a one-track mind.
Leo: Maddie not putting out?
Seb: I’m trying to nap. Can we not start this now?
Harrison: Nap?
Leo: I love a good nap.
Seb: Was up all night. Mallorca hotel negotiations are killing me.
Leo: Thought everything was going great.
Seb: Bullshit politics.
So no one cares about Maddie and me?
Harrison: We were only giving you shit earlier today. We always knew you were getting back together.
Harrison: Happy for both of you.
Seb: Mr. Sensitive since meeting Juliette.
Harrison: Fuck off, Seb.
Seb: Gladly. Say hi to Maddie for me, Nate.
Seb: And jokes aside, happy for you guys too.
Leo’s quiet, and I know that now he has one thing on his mind, he’ll be calling up one of his many hook-ups.
My phone buzzes again, this time it’s a one-off from Harrison.
Harrison: This the rescue you adopted Skye from?
A picture from a City Rescue Instagram page pops up, followed by an image of a German Shepherd puppy, similar to Skye but with traditional black-and-tan coloring.
Her adoption post was just updated an hour ago.
Is he thinking…
Yes. Are you finally doing it?
Harrison: Think Jules will like this as a push present?
“Hell yeah,” I say out loud, and Maddie jumps, startled.
“What’s going on?” She leans over and swoons over the picture of the shepherd puppy. “Oh my god. Is that the surprise? Are we getting a second dog?”
My phone drops into my lap. “That is the hottest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
