Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 260(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 260(@200wpm)___ 208(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Christ,” I mutter, wanting nothing more than to keep us right where we are, but time will dwindle down, and Shae going hungry isn’t an option. My stomach lets out a loud rumble, ruining the moment further.
“That’s about the size of it. Do you want to order food, or should I?” she asks with a chuckle.
“You can. The app is on my phone. The code is nine-five-three-zero.” I stand up, dropping a kiss to the tip of her nose, a look of complete shock that I handed over my phone on her face.
“Um, okay. Any preference?”
“I’m not picky. Sandwiches might be ideal with how busy all the other restaurants will be,” I suggest, plus I can scarf it down and not be late.
“Perfect. What kind?” Her head is down while she’s looking at the screen, tongue lifted at the corner of her mouth.
“Moma Rosa’s?” Shae nods. “I’ll take the Italian with the house pasta salad, and a Coke.”
“Order from there a lot, do you.” There’s a teasing tone in her voice.
“More than I care to admit. They also have damn good pizza.”
“I’ll do the same, minus the onions.” Damn, she has a point.
“Hold mine, too.” I toss her a wink, moving to sit on the couch, and pat my lap for her to join me. The way she looks at me, a mischievous grin on her face, fuck me. There’s not a chance in hell I’m going to be able to resist Shae Parker, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that both of us will be leaving this office feeling a hell of a lot better.
14
SHAE
“Are you crazy? You shouldn’t be carrying your purse, have your hands full of coffee and bags of bagels!” Coralynn greets me the next day at LITHE. I’ve barely made it through the door, and she’s about to have a shit fit. Okay, maybe a coronary would better describe the tizzy my sister is putting herself in.
“Well, here, help me, then.” I shove one of the drink carriers into her hands. Coralynn scrambles not to drop them. I knew the girls would be here bright and early, especially since we have some chatting to catch up on about two people. Plus, I need to tell them the news Doctor Gallo gave me, and I’d much rather do it in person and swear my sister to secrecy once again. I really don’t want her to slip in front of our parents and them make a big deal out of literally nothing.
“Fine.” She huffs out a breath. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, which is saying something since you wake up beside McHottie every day lately.”
“Stalker much?” We walk together through the lobby and to the back room. Lyric and Lennie are here already, or at least their cars are. I’m not sure about Winnie with her husband, Johnny, working late at night into the early morning, and they try to squeeze in every moment they can with the three of them. Kennedy has to take Briar to school before she makes her way to the studio, and Maci may not even make it depending on her and Tysen’s schedule, since they work together on his private jet.
“Well, you’re the one who shares your location with me, remember?” Coralynn is right, unfortunately. I’d suggested we create a circle on the app, she joined, and we promised to never pause our location or tell our parents where we’re at in case they do a drive-by. Believe me, they would, especially if we don’t answer the phone, or they knew with a click of a button where we were.
“Don’t remind me.” It’s biting me in the ass right now. Except I’m smiling the entire time. Our bond is tight, and while we bickered a lot growing up, as most siblings do, over the years, it’s only gotten better.
“Whatever. As if you don’t check my location when I’m out of town just as much.” We make our way to the break room, and I stop in my tracks. Everyone is here, all of the girls. I shouldn’t be surprised because I’ve learned a thing or two in the past couple of weeks. This is a girls’ girl, we-ride-at-dawn type of group, except my flabbers are still ghasted.
“Get in here and tell us every single thing.” Lennie is the ring leader of the group today, which doesn’t surprise me in the least. The last week or so, she’s been miserable in the ways most pregnant women are in this stage of their pregnancy. Lennie’s been peeing non-stop, and sleeping is coming in spurts; she even mentioned nesting, too. Kennedy mentioned she walked into Lennie and Asher’s place, saw her sister-in-law on her hands and knees scrubbing the grout lines. Apparently, this is normal, and Lennie kept doing it the entire time while they talked about her family coming in from Wyoming.