“She’s already got the wedding dress,” Waylay said. He laughed and flashed the gold band on his left hand. “It devastates me to say I’m already spoken for.” “The good ones always are.” I sighed. Waylay’s fingers furtively moved closer to the plate. “My favorite is the chocolate chocolate chip,” Justice said, pointing at the biggest cookie on the plate. With a wink, he was gone. She waited until he was behind the counter before snatching the cookie off the plate. “Mmmm. So good,” I mumbled, my mouth full of cookie goodness. She rolled her eyes. “You’re so weird.” “Shut up and eat your cookie.”
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