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Ever After Awaits (Layla) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Layla POV

The guys wall in the past get dressed in Homer’s bath, fretting thinking

Hearing how renfortshile they are again in each other’s presence after last sight in the parking lot takes body Whether that is with me in the nient not, doesn’t bother me.

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Stepping out, they all break off their conversation to smile at me. Cade approaches me firet and kites lower back, he says, Let’s get you home, Sunshine,and leads me finds the bednot do and iven the waits

Xavier had veered off as we passed his room, and when he meets us again at the front door couple of minute sad wat changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a tightfitting black Tshirt that makes his colorful tattons per

Hunter, Cade, and Al take turns sweetly kissing me goodbye before Xavier leads me to his Charger parked in the The conte sunlight, and I can’t help but smile as I appreciate the beauty of his car. One day, I’ll get myself one too Saybe a metalli pogle

Xavier notices my reaction when he opens the passenger side door for me. Why are you smiling?he asks with peme

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I really like your car. I was thinking about how I’ll get one for myself one day,” I say. Then I decide to fuck with him flew voice, It’ll probably be when I’m old and gray, though, after my husband passed away in a mysterious boating accident and he mus

The unexpected laughter that erupts from him makes me smile, and I suddenly realize that he’s never been relaxed enough like he’s doing. The sound is masculine yet beautifuldeep, richsounding like being dipped in melted dark chocolate, and within that things to my equilibrium.

Remind me never to add you as a beneficiary on my life insurance,he says, chuckling with a fondness in his eyes that I’m sureng

Sliding onto the passenger seat, I fake pout and cross my arms in front of my chest, saying, Spoilsport.

Closing the door behind me, he starts laughing again as he rounds the front of the car to take his seat behind the steering wheel. Someth clenches at being able to draw that reaction from him, twice in as many minutes, no less.

When he starts the car, the guttural sound from beneath the hood vibrates intensely through me, from where my feet are planted on the that crown of my head. Goosebumps erupt across my skin, and a smile spreads on my face.

We occasionally went when Dad had a free weekend and there was a car show in one of the neighboring towns. All the different shapes, but, models, colors, and sounds always fascinated me. I wouldn’t call myself a petrol head per se, but I appreciate a nice car when I

And this one? She’s a beauty that deserves to be revered and cared for with the utmost care.

Mind plugging Tessa’s address into my GPS so I know where I’m going?Xavier asks from beside me after a few minutes at driving. I’ve bees peeling my side window, the gentle music on the radio lulling me into a calm that’s been missing in my life the last couple of months, ding him my cow albeit temporary, address completely slipped my mind.

Sorry,I say sheepishly, leaning over to the digital display in the car’s front console to type in the address

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As I pull my hand away, he reaches over with his right one, gently grabs my fingertips, quickly glances in my direction, and then returns has road. I should be apologizing, not you,he says softly, sincerely. And that stupid clenching thing my heart keeps doing around him der hoggens s

Not sure how to react, I slowly slip my fingers from his grasp and lean back in my seat. We need to have this discussion while houding ones so there can be no miscommunication when I tell him how his words made me feel. Words cut deeper than a hooed kisife, and i wsallow him to keep leaving me bleeding out every time he thinks there’s a perceived slight against him.

I will not let him off the hook, and I won’t just sweep his actions under the rug, fearing causing ructions between us. The sooner he realizes be cat’s p being a raging dick to anyone and everyone that Aloesn’t agree with him, the better we’ll get along in the future.

Distracted by my musings, I don’t immediately notice that when the car rolls to a stop and the engine shuts off, we’re not in front of Tessa’s townhouse

When Xavier suddenly says, I’ll be right back,and quickly gets out and jogs across the road, I finally realize we’re parked near Beantrée, Which is where see Xavier disappear into moments later./

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Chapter 75: Layla POV

After about ten minutes of me playing around on my phone, he appears again with a takeout bag in one hand and a twin entfew cup holder with teen to g cups invide in the other hand. When he opens his door moments later, slides in, and then places the takeout bag on my lap, the small of freshly baked pastries drifts up to me, and my stomach growls obnoxiously.

I refuse to feel embarrassed, though, at my body having a natural reaction to the heavenly aroma of food after not having eaten in the last 12 horse ve Xavier chuckles at me, which makes me smirk at him in turn.

I couldn’t let you enter the lion’s den without providing your body with some sustenance,he jokes as he hands me one of the coffee cups while indicating to the bag on my lap with his pointer finger, There’s an assortment of sweet and savory pastries in there. Eat as much or as little as you want

After sipping the liquid gold he handed me tentatively to avoid burning my tongue, I peer inside the bag, and gasp in surprise. Inside are easily ten flaky pieces of goodness, ranging from custard Danishes, apple pie foldovers, chocolate croissants, mini bacon and feta quiches, and Beantree’s famous triple- chocolatechocchip brownies.

Looking back at him, he smiles softly as he watches my reaction. This is way too much. Are the rest for the guys when you go home?

Slowly lifting his hand, he tucks a wayward lock of hair behind my left ear, before saying, No, Princess. They are all yours. You can eat everything or only eat some of it and then share the rest with whomever you see fit. Or you can even keep them all to enjoy during the week.

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