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As I stuck the cupcake box in the fridge, my phone vibrated in my back pocket I pulled it out

“Speaking of rash decisions,” I muttered

Naoh school sweethearts who’d broken up after graduation, but we’d hooked up again a few years later when I’d been ho ia and beer

I debated letting her go to voiceirls, I took the call When she had theht

“Hello”

“Hey Hoas the move?” she asked breezily

“Fine”

“You’re all settled in?”

“Yep”

“Because if there’s nowhere for the them back here I’m sure you have a lot to do”

“Their beds are all put together, Naomi They even have clean sheets on them”

“Look at you” She laughed “What are you doing for dinner? Do you have a kitchen together yet?”

“Actually, we have Chip’s engageht”

“You’re taking them to a party?” The pitch of her voice rose dra the them here?”

“Because it’s o”

“Will they have dinner there?”

My headache returned with a vengeance, and I started hunting around a kitchen box for the ibuprofen “I’m sure there will be food It’s a party”

“Make sure Luna doesn’t eat anything with nuts”

“She won’t They won’t be hungry for a while anyway, they just ate cupcakes”

“Before dinner?”

“Is there soh clenched teeth “Otherwise, I need to go up and get them in the shower I don’t want to be late”

“Are you okay? You sound stressed”

“I have a fucking headache, and I can’t find the ibuprofen Nohat do you want?”