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It sounds an awful lot like a romantic getaway.

Me:

Just as friends, scouts honor.

It will help you get your mind off things.

“Now, you see that grin on his face?” Storm asks and I glance up to see both of them studying me with smirks.

“Yeah,” Laney answers him.

“That grin means he’s head over fucking heels in love with her and the best part is he doesn’t even realize it yet.”

“Shut the fuck up,” I snap, grabbing a throw pillow from behind my back and chucking it across the room. “You don’t get to weigh in on these things anymore.”

“Why? ‘Cause I’m married to the most incredible woman you’ve ever met? I think that makes me a goddamn expert on that stupid ass look you’re sportin’.”

My phone vibrates in my hand and I ignore him as I glance down.

Tate:

Okay, but just know that I’m bringing my

Taser and knife so you better not try anything.

Me:

You won’t regret it, Darlin’.