Page 161 of Claim & Don't Tell

“It’s perfect.” He pops another bite of chicken into his mouth and then gestures at my plate.Eat.

With my heart full, I tuck into my meal.

My phone buzzeswhile the guys clean up the mess I made. Dylan cleans up the potato from the floor and shoots me a questioning look. I shrug and grab my cell, tapping into Daria’s message.

Daria

Okay. Something’s happened. I think I might be falling in love. Also did you see that shit bag got sentenced to three years in prison?

Quinn

Mosley deserved at least ten but three is better than none and OMG, EXCUSE ME DID YOU SAY YOU’RE FALLING IN LOVE?!

Daria

It’s a long, complicated story . . . coffee tomorrow?

Quinn

Damn straight. I didn’t even know you were seeing anyone.

Daria

It’s complicated.

Frowning, I wait for her to give me more information, but she doesn’t.

Quinn

Okay. Tomorrow at 9:00 a.m.?

Daria

Yes, please. Don’t worry. Everything is fine . . . just . . . complicated.

Quinn

Do you realize you said complicated three times?

Daria

*grimace emoji*

I’ll see you tomorrow. Did the guys like your meal?

Quinn

They loved it.

Daria

I knew they would. Stop texting me and get some dick.

Quinn

So vulgar for a young lady.

Daria

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