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Chapter 1

Erik

Gotta fucking love the weather here in Phoenix Blue skies, eighty degrees, and a fehite, fluffy clouds that will so shade as they roll across the sky

Dax and I stroll along behind Brooke and Bishop, who honest to fucking God are so into each other I’ Ever since he brought her back froo, they’ve been attached to each other every fucking day They returned to Phoenix to enjoy a ith only two hoa up they had to do

Although I’m not quite sure they were ever broken up Didn’t seem that way Bishop had texted ht and that he was going to help it along

So he went there, screwed it back on apparently, and now they’re back

When they asked o to the harvest festival over in Scottsdale, I thought why the fuck not? It’s not like I had anything better to do with myself

The festival is set up along the canal with various vendors selling crafts, spicy food, and pitchers of , and a host of kids activities going on After the sun sets and it goes frorees to an aweso will be packed The trees will be lit in blue or white lights, and it’s a popular place for couples to co out

Or not

Dax, Legend, and I have coreat bars

Brooke and Bishop veer right and head toward a booth that’s got handmade copper wind chimes Dax and I mosey over as well

“These are so pretty,” Brooke says, her fingers lightly trailing down one The sound it produces is really nice

“I’ll buy you one,” Bishop says, pulling his wallet out

“No,” she says with a laugh, putting her hand on his ar it back toward his pocket “I don’t need you to buy every single thing I say is pretty Just because I say it’s pretty doesn’t mean I want it”

Bishop leans over and nuzzles her neck, whispers so in her ear Her face blushes a pretty pink and she swats at hilance around him at Dax and me to see if we just heard what he said