Page 68 of Catching Feeling

Grant: Hit me.

Lane: I feel like I need to ask first if this is something I have to keep from Hallie because I don’t like doing that shit.

Grant: Dude, what happened to bros before hoes?

Reese: Oh shittttt

Lane: First of all, my girlfriend and the word hoe better never be used in the same sentence again if you want to remain breathing. Second, doesn’t exist when you’re in a serious relationship.

Reese: I support you 100% Lane. Fr.

Grant: Wow Reese. Can you also suck his balls while you’re down there on your knees for him?

Lane: Nah, but he can suck yours. While you listen to Taylor Swift together.

Reese: I’d be flattered but no thanks.

Grant: ????????????

Reese: What would you do if you had a date to the ball? It’s not a date date, but… if it was a date. If I wanted to say, win my date over to actually have a real date date.

Lane: Why are you saying date so much?

Grant: ?? Not a date, but a potential date for… dating

Reese: I hate you both. I’m better off calling fucking Rosie for advice.

Grant: I mean, I could call Rosie if you want. I am her favorite for a reason.

Lane: OH SHIT. ??

Reese:…

Grant: Just kidding, Pookie.

Grant: So let’s just pretend you’re not talking about Viv and say “hypothetically” you want to woo the girl. AmIright?

Reese: Are we just gonna move past you trying to call my sister?

Lane: Seems like it.

Grant: Be attentive, treat her like she’s the only girl in the room. Spare no expense at making sure she’s having the best night of her life. Just be you, and the rest will fall into place.

Lane: Wow. That was actually solid advice.

Grant: ??‍?? I mean this is why I get all the girls. Just sayin’

Istill can’t even believe Viv agreed to come to the Mardi Gras ball at all, let alone as my date. Because of obvious reasons.

But something changed between us that night in my car. She flayed herself open wide and bared it all to me. The last thing I expected from her, but I’m fucking taking it.

However I can have Vivienne Brentwood, I’m taking it.

Whatever little pieces she offers me.

Now that I said I would take care of every detail for the ball, I’m feeling a little, tiny bit of pressure. Good thing I thrive under pressure.

Right now, it feels like I’m in a stadium with ten thousand people and the entire game is riding on me to make the play.

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