Page 82 of Sweetheart

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Page 82 of Sweetheart

I shot her a smile. "I bet Bo would agree with me."

Charlotte tried to look annoyed, but a soft smile appeared on her face just like it always did whenever we talked about her gentleman caller—Lotte hated it when I called Bo that which meant I did it every time she annoyed me. But Bo really was a gentleman. He was the exception to the rule. A genuinely good-if-grumpy person, Bo Stryker was a unicorn in a world full of horse poo. That didn't mean I'd stop teasing Lotte, though.

"You let him steal your food all the time while slapping my hand away," I added, "which is…hurtful to be honest."

My sister snorted a laugh.

"I mean, he’s just your gentleman caller." Watching her eye twitch made me smile. "I'm your sister, Lotte. Blood is thicker than water, right?"

"First"—Charlotte held up a finger—"Bo asks before taking anything off my plate—something you never do. Second, he's always hungry because of soccer and marital arts. And third, will youpleasestop calling him that?"

"So much for sisters before misters," Freya said, throwing me a smile.

I nodded. "Yeah, I'd never let a guy come between us."

"I thought you were the one who got them together," Aurora said.

"I was—but Lotte never gives me credit for all the good I do," I said.

Aurora's lips turned down at the corners. "I know you're all on the same page, but...I never want a boyfriend."

Freya shrugged. "They're highly overrated."

Just then, my phone buzzed in my hand.

It was a text from Sam.

Sam:Have you jumped out of the cake yet?

I bit back a smile then replied.

Me:Told you already, Bishop. I'm not jumping out of anything.

Sam:Why not? Could be a good surprise.

Me:Um, because this is a birthday party with a princess tea party theme, and the cake isn't human-sized?

Sam:Too bad.

Another text came through a moment later.

Sam:Are you wearing the blue dress?

Me:Possibly. Why?

Sam:I'm just trying to picture it.

I shook my head as I typed.

Me:Again, why???

Sam:Because I like you in that dress.

My heart beat like a drum in my chest as I read the words.

Sam:I'm almost jealous of those kids getting to see you in it. But not really. You are my girlfriend;).

Well, that answered that question.