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TᑌᖇᑎS out, John B would be ok. By some miracle, he had only suffered a fracture in his arm. Also, probably the most bizarre thing that has singlehandedly ever happened to Pope's friends, Ward Cameron was now John B's legal guardian. John B was living in Tannyhill. Honestly, he was just worried that Rafe would smother his friend in his sleep.
It had been a total of two days since the incident the night of Midsummers and they had just a little under two weeks left before school started back and they still had yet to go after the gold since John B had moved in with the Camerons. For now, they were all relaxing, anticipating their next move in the hunt for the treasure.
Pope was getting ready for his date. His first date with Ophelia. Just the two of them alone like an actual couple. He had almost been too afraid to ask her until John B had declared he would fracture his other arm by beating his ass if he didn't take the mother of his unborn child on an actual date.
He had come up with the plan on taking her out on the sea with his dad's boat who with the help of Kie, had sit up candles and a blanket along with a basket of food and juice, no wine or alcohol because of the pregnancy, they had to keep reminding JJ that over and over again. He would be driving the boat to the other side of the island to the Vanderbilt's dock to pick up Ophelia in exactly thirty minutes and he was growing nervous which caused JJ to snort at him.
