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She drew a heart around the "Me" and surrounded by more X's and O's.

I just laugh and toss the note aside. “Sneaky little bitch."

I use the time to get to know Naomi and fill the guys in on the events of the last few days, and work at walking around without crutches.

Three days later, I walk into the Bellagio.

The Aforementioned Words

Terra

Emily braids my hair while Kaleigh paints my toenails.

"This is unnecessary," I say.

"Bullshit. Totally necessary." Emily tugs on my braid harder than is necessary. "We're fighting forever, I hope you realize. You got married, by Elvis, WITHOUT ME!"

"It was spur of the moment."

"I demand naming rights of your firstborn as payment for this deep, deep betrayal."

I snicker. "Yeah, okay."

She pulls my head back by the braid and glares down at me. "Who's kidding?"

"Em…"

"You got married without me."

"Em—"

"No, I get it. It's cool. But I'm naming you guys’ firstborn."

I sigh. Look up at her upside down. "Fine. Deal."

Kaleigh just snorts. "You two are so weird."

"You have no idea," Emily says. "Okay. There. Done." She waits until Kaleigh finishes and then shoves her aside to sit on my lap, facing me. "Now. Real talk."

Kaleigh caps the nail polish. "And that's my cue to let you two lovebirds talk this out, or whatever weirdness is happening."

She leaves, and it's just Em and me in my penthouse suite at the Bellagio, which, I admit, is pretty fucking swanky. Having an unlimited expense account has its perks, I'll say that.

"Em…" I start.