Page 33 of Eleven of a Kind

“You’re the owner?” My brows raised.

“Piper Primrose.” She extended her hand.

“Grayson.” I placed my hand in hers. “How long have you been in business?”

“A couple of years.”

The fitting room door opened, and Ava stepped out.

“Well, what did you think?” Piper asked her.

“I’ll take both of them.” Ava grinned.

“Excellent.” Piper took the shirts from Ava, and we headed up to the register.

After I paid, she handed Ava the bag and told us to enjoy the rest of our evening.

“You are unbelievable.” Ava shook her head.

“Why? Because I want my brother to find someone special? Besides, you got two nice shirts out of it.” I smirked. “And don’t you dare tell him about this either. In fact, tell the others to keep quiet as well. He’ll kill me if he finds out what we did.”

“Not ‘we’, Grayson. You!”

CHAPTER12

Gabriel

“If Lily ever shoplifts, she’s one dead girl,” Stefan said as we sat around the bonfire.

“You know. If that Piper woman had called the police and pressed charges, I would have made it all go away,” Simon said.

“Thanks, Simon, but Riley needs to learn her lesson,” I said.

“It’s her first offense,” Sam said. “Everyone fucks up once in their lives.”

“And some more than others.” Simon coughed out Henry’s name.

“Or it’s just the first time she’s gotten caught.” I tipped the bottle of beer to my lips.

“I think what the owner is making Riley do is cool,” Shaun said. “She sounds like a nice woman.”

“Yeah, she is.” I smiled.

“How old is she?” Simon asked.

“She looks to be in her late twenties.”

“Is she hot?” he asked.

“She’s definitely hot.” I grinned.

“What does she look like?” Jackson asked.

“She’s about five foot six with long blonde hair and green eyes. She said something weird.”

“What did she say?” Christian asked.

“I asked her why she was doing this for Riley, and she said it was because Riley reminded her of herself at that age.”

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