Ollie quickly replied.
Ollie:
Where are we going?
The texting dots popped up almost immediately.
Onyx:
You pick. Exclusive club or a five-course dinner?
Harper:
Dinner!
Wait. Why does it feel like you’re taking us on a fancy date?
Ollie snorted.
Onyx:
Because you are a sweet, innocent little witch. This is not a date. You couldn’t handle a date with me.
Harper:
How would you know?
Ollie:
Yeah, he handles Ash just fine.
Onyx:
Stop right there!
There are things I can’t allow inside my brain. Not when they’ll live there for eternity, and the details of Harper handling Ash is one of them.
Harper sent a devil emoji.
Ollie grinned, looking up in time for the barista to ask what he wanted. He placed his order for two iced coffees, one extra-large, and then went to wait by the cream and sugar.
Ollie:
So does that mean you don’t want to know how Dante and I got together?
He wasn’t really going to share how they’d stumbled into phone sex, but the threat should rile Onyx up.
Onyx:
Not if it’s anything other than a cute story about Dante swooning all over you. That’s my perspective on the situation, by the way.
How unexpectedly sweet.
Harper:
Aww
Ollie: