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Ben
Ben was late, but how was he supposed to drag himself from bed when the sweetest woman in the world slept beside him?
He wasn’t, that was how. Until he had to which was now, apparently.
In two days, his entire life had changed. The world now knewFatefor what it was, a bunch of frauds. And even that couldn’t damper his mood because it didn’t matter, not really.
He didn’t care what the world thought of him, only the beautiful girl who uttered the best words known to man.
I love you.
And they were only getting started.
“Yeah, Mom. I get it.” Chase stood near the coffee cart in the hotel breakfast area, absently stirring his drink.
Ben was already late, what were a few more minutes? He stepped up beside his brother and pulled a mug from the rack before filling it.
Chase glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, one brow raised. “Actually, Mom, he’s right here.” Chase held out the phone.
Ben hadn’t talked to his mom since going to hide at Chase’s, so he took the phone and wedged it between his shoulder and ear. “Hey, Mom.”
“Hey, Mom,” she repeated. “Hey, Mom? Is that all you have to say to your poor mother after she’s left out of the loop? Again!”
“What are you talking about?”
His mom sniffled and Ben shot Chase an alarmed look. “Benji… my boy is in love with my Piper.”
“She’s not your Piper, Mom. She’s mine.” He grinned.
“She’d probably say she’sherPiper,” Chase added.
Ben set the phone on the cart and hit speaker so they could both hear their mom. “I didn’t tell you because I wasn’t really sure what I was going to do until it happened.”
“But you knew you loved her.”
“Well… yeah.”
His mom sniffed again.
“Tell her to stop crying,” Ben hissed at Chase.
“Mom.” Chase leaned in. “Benji is scared of your emotions.”
“I am not.” He scratched the back of his head. “But this is a happy thing, not a crying thing.”
“I know,” she wailed. “It’s just you and Piper… my heart is going to burst, boy.” As her crying grew louder, people at nearby tables looked their way. A few had their phones out taking photographs of the rockstar talking to his crying mother.
“Mom.”
She kept crying.
“Stop.”
No luck.
“Okay.” Ben reached forward, hitend, and snatched the phone, tossing it to Chase. “Call her back once I’m gone.” He poured his coffee from the mug into a paper cup. “I have a meeting to get to.”
