Page 91 of It Must Be Fate

Rhys:I don’t even need to ask which of your degenerate offspring is interested in which of my angelic daughters, I already know.

Rhys:Interest declined.

Rhys:He’s been a menace since the day he was born and he will be dealt with.

Rogue:Do you think threatening my son is a good idea?

Phoenix:Rogue, what did you say when he told you that?

Rogue:That he couldn’t.

Rogue:Not yet.

Rhys:Not ever!

Tristan:Has Rhodes considered that Ivy might not even want him back?

Rogue:Why wouldn’t she?

Tristan:Sigh.

Phoenix:Maybe because — and I know this is going to be hard for you to hear, let alone understand — you and your sons are not God’s gift to the Earth.

Rogue:Says who?

Rhys:Oh, for fuck’s sake.

Rhys:Says me.

Rhys:And Ivy.

Rhys:Not that it matters because they’re too young to even be discussing this, but she won’t be interested in him.

Rhys:I won’t let her be.

Rhys:She’ll say no.

Rogue:Can you stop blowing up my phone like a preteen girl? You text the way a rabbit shits; a lot, all at once. It’s embarrassing.

Rogue:And if we’d each listened to what our wives wanted in secondary school, the four of us would still be single.

Tristan:True.

Phoenix:Not me *smirking emoji*

Phoenix:Six always loved me.

Rogue:Rhodes actually brought you two up as the reason he knows Ivy is his.

Phoenix:Fuck.

Phoenix:Sorry, Rhys.

Rhys:Don’t say it.

Phoenix:I have to. I think I ship Rhodes and Ivy now.

Rhys:Traitor.

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