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“All right, D. Be safe and take care of her,” Zoe replied.

“Always,” I answered.

Lauren put the plate down and stood between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“Sure you want to take on a spoiled, social media celebrity influence? The public is demanding of my every move,” Lauren asked.

“As long as you respect my privacy and work, I can make this work.”

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Lauren asked.

“I have to do some interviewing and do a sweep of the venue before the party.”

Lauren pecked my lips, then asked, “Afterwards?”

“Dinner at my folks’ house.”

“Invite them to the party. I’d like to meet them,” Lauren said.

“Baby, my parents aren’t the partying type.”

“It would be fun; my folks are coming back down from New York.”

“Let me think about it, okay?”

She agreed, moving out of my arms and taking our plates to the sink.

“Where’s Novah? I didn’t hear her at all last night,” I stated, picking up our glasses, following behind.

“I don’t know. She probably met someone.”

“Does she do that often?”

“Okay, Mr. Bodyguard, calm down. Let Novah get her groove back. We just finished up multiple rounds this morning. I’m still sore; I think she’s fine.”

“I can’t turn it off, babe. Besides, some shit is going on with you having a stalker, can’t take any chances.”

“Appreciate you for being on top of things, but Novah-”

The door opened, and Novah walked through with Emmanuel behind her.

Chapter Eighteen

Lauren

She was wearing the same outfit she wore yesterday. On top of that, she was smiling really hard, carrying a bag of food.

“Where have you been?” I asked, walking toward her.

“Sorry, but I couldn’t take the crying and moaning from you two most of the night and got up to head for breakfast and hang out with Emmanuel,” Novah stated.

I glared at her, while Emmanuel threw his hands up signifying that he wasn’t in on the joke.

“That’s my cue to get going,” Emmanuel said, turning around, heading back out. Dominic chuckled, and I slapped him on the arm.

“That’s not funny.”

Tugging me close, I fell into his arms, pouting with my lip poked out.