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Her instruction to keep it classy went through my resentment-soaked listening filtration system, and… here we are. Dick city, baby.
Dyyyyying 🤣🤣🤣
“Paisley, baby, get off the phone. I’m done sharing you.”
Is it hot in here or
“I, Klein Madigan, agree to accompany Paisley—” He purses his lips and glances up to Halston. She urges him on with a nod of her head. “Paisley WhatsHerFace to an island for one week where I will pretend to be her boyfriend.”
What’s her face 😆
Klein rests his chin on his hand and peers at me. “What it must be like in that brain of yours.”
Eden stares at me. “Spit it out. What did you offer this person?” “My...” My brain scrambles for a word. “...services.” I wince. That was a poor word choice.
“I’m going to spin a yarn so elaborate, even you and I might get stuck in it.”
Klein comes closer, and I whisper, “Did you just say underpants?” “Better than saying ‘panties’ to your grandma.” “Call them whatever you want. She wears thongs.”
😂😂😂
I grab Klein’s arm and lightly shove him toward the exit on the left. “We’re going to get out of here before this conversation devolves any further.”
When the door closes behind her, Lausanne says into the dark night, “Paisley should’ve told her sister to go fuck herself.” I couldn’t agree more.
Crooking one arm around my shoulders, he pulls me in for an awkward side hug while also shaking me. “Hey, Shane,” I say quickly, stepping out of his embrace.
Ewwwww
“Paisley and I debated about coming this week, but she reminded me the beach is still on our list of places we want to have sex. So”—I feel his shrug—“here we are.”
Oh he did NOT 🤣
Shane turns back on his way out the door, pausing to say, “Hey, Pais. My mom said she’s looking forward to seeing you.”
Weirdo
I glance at Paisley. “What in the Vineyard Vines is going on here?”
“Have fun looking it up later on tonight when you’re alone.” I slap his upper back twice, hard. “Pour your own tequila.”
Mic drop
“Your grandma’s making cowboy spaghetti
I need more information on this recipe
“I’m not sorry,” Klein says, eyes on me even though his words are meant for Sienna. “When your sister is in the room with me, she might as well be the only one. That’s something I’ll never be sorry for.”
♥️
He surveys the beach. “The island vibes.” Eyes on me. “And a certain woman.” “My grandma? Is it a love triangle with Bob Barker?”
Yes yes it is
Sienna’s mouth drops open. “It’s easier for everyone if you act differently since you’re the one creating the problem.” My hands clench. “How am I creating a problem?” “You’re making Shane jealous.”
Pardon me
How’s Word Daddy? Very wordy. Very daddy. I KNEW IT.
Shane speaks. “I thought you should know I’m having a hard time seeing you this week.”
Not my prob bob
“Can you sub in for me for the rehearsal?”
Can you WHAT?????
“I realize this will throw a wrench in things, yes. But I can’t have you standing beside me if you have feelings for the groom.”
Huh??????
“Did he smell like espresso martinis?” “He smelled like a barn animal.” “Delightful.”
Oooooof
