Page 11 of The Last Love Story
“Still got you by the balls?” Devon asks with a laugh.
I shove my shoulder into his. “Fuckoff.”
“This sounds amazing,” Hallie says.
“I was thinking of starting it too,” Kennedy says. “Oh. We should start our own book club!”
“Yes!” Frannie throws her hand up. “Baker Girls Book Club.”
“Uh, rude. What about the rest of us?” I ask.
Kennedy waves a hand. “Please. You must know by now that you’re an honorary Baker girl.”
“Thanks?”
All three girls pin me with the same exact glare. They’re more like sisters than cousins, especially since their moms are sisters and their dads are brothers.
“Uh, you should be thanking her. It’s an honor to be as awesome as us,” Hallie sasses.
“Do I get to be an honorary Baker girl too? I want to be in the club!” Hardy says as Brian laughs.
“Of course. We’re keeping you forever now,” Frannie says.
“Sweet.” Hardy smiles as he pulls his black braids into a ponytail, then digs out his phone.
“So, the seventh book isn’t the last?” Frannie asks, eyes narrowed on her phone.
“Nope. She’s just finishing the eighth.”
“He complained about the cliffhanger all morning,” Kennedy says.
That was not a cliffhanger. It picked me up, threw me over the cliff, and laughed as I tried to find some rocks to grab on to.
“You don’t understand,” I groan into my beer bottle.
Hardy plugs his ears. “La la la. Can’t hear you. Don’t spoil the heartbreak for me.”
“This is gonna be fun,” Hallie says.
“Can’t wait to tell her I’ve got more souls for her to feed on.”
“Wait, did you actually reach out to her?” Kennedy asks.
“Yeah. Slid into her DMs.”
“Nice,” Hardy says with a grin.
“Not like that.”
Okay, a little like that.
I’m not trying to hook up with her, but she’s gorgeous, brilliant, and fun to talk to. I’m enjoying myself.
“Aw, Justin has a crush,” Hallie sings.
“I—barely know her.”
Beside me, Devon snickers.
