Page 101 of Grasp The Moment

Jace

Saint? If he’s a saint, then I’m the pope

Mama Bear is a freaky little fuck

Derek

I may have forgotten to tell her that Eden Marlowe is my God Mom…

Ryan

Haveyou lost your mind?

Jace

Eden Marlowe? As in THE Eden Marlowe????

Dude…………….

Blake

Yikes… Uh… I should go, if Cleo finds out that I know, I’ll be in trouble…

Blake has left the group chat

Derek has added Blake to the group chat

Derek

What did you do to win Cleo back? She hated you for weeks and you Jace, how did you win over Sienna?

Blake

I apologized like crazy and was there for her. Cleo needed space and I gave her the inch she needed

Jace

Sienna needed someone who understood her. We don’t argue because I understand my girlfriend more than anyone on this earth.

Derek

So, what should I do?

Blake

We can’t tell you what to do, but I think you know already

I nod at myself in the mirror and fix my hat. I’m going to get my girl back, no matter what. Taking a deep breath, I grab the packed basket and small bouquet before heading out to the pool house.

“Deep breaths, Derek. Steady deep breaths…” I tell myself, blowing out air as I step to the front door of the pool house, knocking three times.

I close my eyes as the door opens and let out a sigh, only for my eyes to shoot to my hairline as they trail down to my daughter.

Delilah stands with her tiny arms crossed over her chest, a scowl on her delicate face. She is so damn adorable that I have to roll my lips to not coo at her. She shakes her head slowly, tutting her little tongue at me.

“I’m mad at you, Papá,” she says, her voice dropping an octave as her scowl deepens.

Plucking a flower from behind my back, I crouch to her level and place it behind her ear.