Page 193 of Fighting Chance

“Shut up!” he hisses.

Waving him off, I declare, “We’re all going out tonight.”

“We are?” Layla asks hesitantly.

“Yep,” I say, popping thep. “Meet us at the store I text, and let me know when you’re leaving mine. Bye!”

I hang up before they can say no. My best friend looks dumbfounded. “What the hell are you doing?”

Smirking at my best friend I drawl, “Getting my girl.”

Chapter 42

Layla

MOMMA BEAR

oh she is heaven-sent

*photo attachment*

LAYLA

she’s the cutest

I’m quickly pulled from the photo my mom texted of Emmy as Bella’s car door slams shut. I follow her out.

“Care to explain why the fuck you had me drive thirty minutes to a costume store?”

“Good to see you too, Bella,” Kieran teases as Grayson hops out of his truck.

As Bella makes her way over, Kieran strolls toward me. “Cue the make-out session in three, two?—”

“One,” I finish for him, just as Grayson cups Bella’s jaw and kisses her like he hasn’t seen her in years.

Kieran sighs, placing his hands on his hips. “Young love. How utterly disgusting.”

I bump my hip against his. “You don’t mean that.”

“Nota single word.”

Snorting to myself, I look up at the costume store. “No, seriously, why are we here?”

At my question, Bella pulls herself from Grayson.

Kieran grins down at me, his large frame making me tip my head back. “We’re going to a haunted house tonight.”

A thrill of excitement rushes down my spine. “No way!”

“Oh, this is heaven for Layla,” Bella calls out, leaning against Grayson. “Interactive actors.”

“The whole shebang,” Kieran confirms.

Jumping up and down I can’t contain my excitement. “Oh my god!”

Kieran slings an arm over my shoulder. “Come on, sunshine, we’ve got to pick out a matching costume.”

He starts to lead me toward the store, and I arch a brow. “How far are you willing to go in the costume department?”