Page 69 of Haven

By ateenager.

“I just ordered a pizza. It should be here soon.” She stands from the chair and shoves her phone in her pocket, then points at my shirt. “You might want to fix your buttons, Mrs. K. And don’t worry. I didn’t hear anything. I swear.”

Ohmygod.

I stand there, frozen in place, unsure if I’m on the verge of laughing or crying, until she’s out of sight, then lean my head against Brandon’s chest. “Did that actually just happen?”

“You think she’s telling Lindy?” he asks.

“Oh yeah. That girl can’t keep anything to herself.”Shit. “Who’s texting you?”

Brandon opens his phone, and I read it over his shoulder, trying to hold in my laughter.

Daphne

Dixon. Rumor has it, we should be including you in this group text.

Indy

Welcome to the spouses’ safe place. Buckle up and be grateful we all refuse to be part of the traditional family group chat. Rule one of fight club We stay banned together as a family and hold our ground. You do not want to be in that chat.

Bash

Rule one of fight club is we don’t talk about fight club. Watch the movie, Indy.

Sam

I thought I removed myself from THIS fucking chat.

Cade

You did. I added you back.

Wren

If I’m in this, so are you, Beneventi.

Sam

I’m scarier than you, Davenport.

Maddie

Don’t scare my brother. Remember he’s a Dixon and Dixons don’t do well in large group settings. We’re not what you call good at people-ing.

Daphne

You make him sound like a scared animal.

Cade

If I’m in this, Dix has to be in this too.

Maddie

You’re married to the scariest Kingston, Cade.

Bash

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