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Phoebe and Jasmine glanced back at Eden who had resumed her stirring of her food.

“Bring her an apple martini also,” Jasmine said.

Phoebe lifted a brow and Jasmine nodded. “In that case, bring me one also.”

“I would usually ask you for your ID, but since I know you’re all over twenty-one, we’ll skip that process.”

“How do you know we’re over twenty-one?” Jasmine asked.

“Walk away,” Eden said to the waitress.

The waitress glanced over at Eden. “Excuse me?” she asked.

Eden pulled her eyes from her dish to the waitress but Jasmine cut her off. “Don’t do that,” Jasmine said.

“No, don’t you do it. Tell her, Phoebe, we all know where she’s going with her question.”

“She’s right, Jasmine, chill,” Phoebe said.

“So it’s gang up on Jasmine day, huh?” Jasmine said.

Phoebe acknowledged the waitress. “Thank you, that will be all.”

They smiled at each other, and the waitress left the table.

“Y’all are always busting my chops,” Jasmine said, half glaring at her sisters.

“And you like making public scenes for some reason.”

It was true, out of the three of them, Jasmine was the wild child. Celebrity or not, she spoke her mind, claimed her truths, and flipped out occasionally when she felt disrespected. Jasmine flipped her hair off her shoulder.

“No, people try me and I just set the record straight.”

Phoebe shook her head and spoke to Eden. “What’s up with you?”

Eden sat back and crossed her legs. “Nothing’s up with me.”

“That’s your story and your sticking to it?” Phoebe retorted.

Eden glanced between her sisters, keeping her mouth shut.

“Okay, tell me, is this a Derek thing or is it about your latest client?”

Eden, an interior designer, was having trouble with her latest client. The guy expected her to work at his side, nitpicking about every detail of the design. It was as if she hadn’t shown him a sketch of how his man cave would look when she finished. It was the worse type of client to deal with. You don’t hire a wedding planner only to plan the wedding yourself. It was ridiculous, but Eden wished that was the butt of her problem tonight.

“Let me just say, I completely feel your madness from the other night,” Eden said.

Phoebe nodded. “Let me guess, Derek wants to take you out but doesn’t want to disrespect your brothers?”

Eden gritted her teeth with a roll of her eyes.

“It’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard,” she said.

“Not really,” Jasmine countered.

Phoebe and Eden looked at her with their mouths agape.

“How can you say that when your situation is no different?” Phoebe said.

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