Chapter 47. You Are Not So Ready

Rae:

I can’t stop smiling.

He said yes.

He’s coming back.

Tonight’s ours.

I bounce through the hallway like I’m on clouds, my bare feet barely touching the floor. I pass the kitchen—Eliza and Kieran are still bickering like an old married couple.

“Guess who’s finally going to get laid properly tonight?” I sing.

Eliza laughs. “Please don’t say it’s you.”

“It’s me,” I grin. “Definitely me.”

Kieran raises a brow. “And what exactly is S doing to deserve this goddess treatment?”

“Coming back to his senses,” I shoot, grabbing a handful of grapes from the bowl. “Now come on, Eliza. I need your help.”

“Help?”

“Yes. The room needs to look like I didn’t spend all day eating chips and crying in it.”

“Did you, though?”

“Don’t ruin the mood,” I say, already dragging her toward the hall. “You’re on candle and vibe duty.”

Eliza groans dramatically. “I'm a saleswoman, Rae. Not a mood setter.”

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