Page 38 of The Proposal Pact
“I have nothing more to say to him.”
“Well, I still have plenty!” Vas shouts.
“Sophie,” Kira says softly but stern. “Your brother is about to have a coronary over here and I really like his charming personality and his dick and would like to keep those for a long while, so how about you take those few days off and give us a call when you’re ready to talk?”
“Ew again, Kira. But fine, tell him I don’t say bye.”
“Tell her I don’t say bye back.”
“Annnd I’m officially a first-grade teacher.” Kira sighs and ends the call, leaving me fuming over here.
A child! An unstable one at that! That’s what he called me! That’s what he thinks of me! I huff, running my hands through my short hair that I’ve come to love very much. It feels so…me!
I’m not unstable!
I might be a little lost, I can admit that, but I’m not unstable and I’m slowly finding myself in Loverly Cave, why can’t he just see that?
Well, I’ll show that blind fool! I’ll show him how adult and responsible and stable I am.
“Why are you all pregnant?”
“I’m not,” Hope pipes up, and I grin at her.
“Great, you and I are getting drunk tonight!” We high five while Grace, Joy, and Julie pout. There will be no drinking for them for a while still. “Where is Zoe?” I ask, not seeing our blonde.
“About to pop,” Joy answers, sliding into the booth at the back of Love and Peace bar. “She can barely walk at this point, and let me tell you, I’m not looking forward to that. If it’s that hard withone baby, I’ll probably just die with these twins.” She points to her fast-growing stomach.
“Pshh, as if that Viking husband of yours won’t simply carry you all around,” Hope says, sliding in next to her as Grace and I take the other side and Julie sits at the open edge.
It’s my first time in LPs and this place is packed. When I asked the girls if there was some kind of party going on tonight, they looked at me and said, “You live in Loverly now, the whole life is a party here.” And that was that.
Hey, I’m not complaining. After the stuffy and always rushing New York, this is the most wonderful reprieve.
Love and Peace is just as fun as the rest of the town is with mix-matched furniture, heart-shaped string lights, karaoke station, and the chilliest vibe ever. Grace was right when she called me and said I’d love this bar.
I do!
It used to be what we did for fun back in New York. We’d find a new, not well-known bar and check it out, giving it a rating. In fact, that’s how she met her now husband.
“Well, that’s the least he can do after putting not just one but two samples of his crazy DNA inside me,” Joy responds.
“Stop complaining, none of us are buying it anymore.” Grace rolls her eyes. “We know you are crazy about the man, so just give it up already.”
“What would be the fun in that?”
“Gosh, I have no idea how he puts up with you.” Grace sighs.
“Right back at ya,” Joy counters.
“Break!” Hope puts her hands in a time-out gesture. “I’ve about had it with your pregnancy hormones today, you two! Where is that drink, Soph?”
“That bad, huh?”
She gives me an exasperated look. “Yes, they find something to fight about every single second.”
“No, we do not,” Grace protests at the same time as Joy says, “Grace does.”
“See?” She points to them. “A drink, stat.”
