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LOVED when Morgan got choked up about marriage *heart emojis*

Blake is perfection!Theyre getting married. Cant fake that kind of chemistry.

GOD’S COUPLE.

I toss my phone on the desk. I’m torturing myself. I can’t fucking stop thinking about her.

A delivery man enters.

“Sign here.”

I scribble my signature.

“It’s outside being unloaded.”

“Unloaded?” I look out the window. A car hauler.

I hurry out the door as a large white truck rolls down the ramp. A man hands me keys and an envelope, which I rip open.

This is safe and reliable. -MLM

What the... she bought me a truck?

No way.

Julie gawks at the vehicle. “Guess you don’t need rides anymore.”

I don’t respond, just march back inside.

She’s fucking nuts. This isn’t happening.

Oh.

I get it. Bet she did this before our fight.

“You seem upset. Is this not good news?” asks Julie.

“It’s a bigger headache. Not as bad as Noel missing, but close.”

She rubs my shoulder in a comforting gesture.

“Can you do me a favor and go to the airport with me after work?”

“Definitely! Anything to help.”

“Thanks.”

Later, I park the new truck in the airport parking garage.

This thing is ridiculous. Nicer than her dad’s truck. Leather seats, luxury sports package, all the upgrades.

“Fucking, Morgan,” I grumble bitterly.

Julie parks beside me. Good. We’re on time. Soon, we’re by the arrivals gate. I scope the travelers, looking forMorgan.

She’s so dead.

When I finally spot her, she’s her dolled-up self. Perfect silky ponytail, makeup, and a bubbly smile. That Blake-fuck and her dad are beside her.