I look back at Bellamy, his eyes go wide for a split second before his entire face shuts down and he stands. “Excuse me,” he says with a polite bow then spins on his heels and marches to the bar. I open up a new contact card and type in Gavin’s name in the company line and give him a nickname before handing him my phone so he can add his information. When he hands it back, I start a group message with him, Bellamy, Fox, and Annette. Me: He’s a ridiculous child and definitely needs a firm hand to make him behave. Daddy: Did you just include Gavin and Bellamy in our conversation? Me: And Fox.
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