Page 5 of One Quick Obsession

If I had my sound on, my phone would probably be constantly making that ding sound with the number of texts going through.

I sighed and scrolled back to the beginning of the current conversation, trying to see where it had started and if I needed to be part of this at all. The answer was usually no. Thankfully.

Aston

Dinner tonight. Isabella at Weston’s Place. I’m sorry Blakley and I won’t be there.

Blakely

Morning sickness is a twenty-four-hour thing and I hate it.

Sophia

I’m sending you some of the drinks that helped me through. Rest, Blakely.

Blakely

Thank you, Sophia. Everything is just, ugh.

Dorian

And now that I’m done thinking of Blakely puking. Aston. Look at you handing over the reins by having the dinner at someone else’s place.

Isabella

We had it at your place in Denver last time. It’s my turn.

Flynn

Don’t forget the pigs in a blanket. Dorian loves the pigs in a blanket.

Dorian

This is true. They are the best. I don’t care if it’s processed food. They make me happy.

Harper

Are you kidding me right now? Pigs in a blanket. I’m a baker. I could make you anything you’d like, and that’s the appetizer you go with?

Dorian

Why are you texting the group chat when you’re sitting right next to me?

Harper

So that way everybody else can see what I’m saying.

Weston

Is there a way for me to be removed from the group chat?

Isabella

You’re lucky I love you, husband of mine.

Phoebe

You guys, we were sleeping. You do realize that we’re visiting friends in Seattle, so we’re not in the same time zone as you?