Page 113 of Filthy Rich Temptation

‘We do?’ my mum says, looking puzzled. ‘Sorry, she was desperate to come and see what the fuss was about, and we figured you were pretty much done.’

‘What’s this about needing a hose?’ Taylor says, coming up behind them.

‘It’s a long story,’ Sadie says, laughing.

Taylor raises an eyebrow. ‘I think I’m going to need champagne for this. Bar, everyone?’

‘Don’t need to ask me twice,’ my mother says as we all pile out.

Sadie signals to her friends over the crowd to join us and I lean down to murmur in her ear, ‘I love you.’

She turns into me. ‘Always and forever.’

‘But we’re never buying a hose.’

‘Hell, no.’

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