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I don’t jump in only because my head aches again. Leaning back, I close my eyes and fall asleep, feeling content and at peace.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Chrissy

“What do you mean you’re not coming?!” I burst through Max’s bedroom door.

Thankfully, he’s decent.

“Chrissy! Jeez, woman.” He grasps at his chest with wide eyes. “What if I was naked?”

“That’s not the point! Ash said you’re not coming tonight?”

“I have to work. I have a high-profile case that needs my immediate attention.”

“It’s a federal holiday,” I pout and stomp my foot like a toddler.

“And I’m a federal lawyer. This case requires my attention, even on days off.”

“I call bullshit. Where’s Gwen?”

Before he can answer, I walk into Ash’s room and find Gwen tying her sneakers.

“Did you know?” I ask, more upset than angry.

“Know what?” she responds.

“That Max isn’t coming tonight.”

“What?! Maxim Waylen!” She storms past me and into his room.

“When did my mother get here?”

“I knew you two were up to something.” She pokes at his chest. “When was someone going to tell us?”

“Fuck me. Ash!” Max calls for support, but it’s fruitless.

“Get your ass into some casual attire and bring your ass downstairs before I?—”

“Gwen, Chrissy, I have work.”

“One night, please,” Gwen begs, and I join her.

“Come on, celebrate America with us.” I quiver my lower lip.

“Jesus, where’s Ash? Ash!”

“Please, Max,” Gwen whines. “Pleeeeeease.”

“Gwen, you’re breaking my heart. I really can’t?—”

“Come on, spend the night with your favorite people. What happened to family sticks together?” I feign some tears.

“Oh my god,” Max sighs and drags his hand over his face.

“Maaaaax,please!” we both plead, hoping to break down his stubborn resolve.

“What the hell is going on?” Ash asks from the bottom of the stairs, holding back a chuckle when he sees Gwen and me pleading with his older brother.

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