Chapter 12

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"Aunt KK, do you have fruit snacks?" Chloe asked.
I laughed. "Yes, we do," I said.
I felt bad for them, their mom was a health nut. So, of course I took it upon myself to spoil them.
"Aunt KK, what other good stuff do you have?" Mackenzie asked.
"Anything you want, boo," I replied.
"Really?" Mackenzie asked.
Chloe added, "Even cookies, brownies, ice cream, and candy?!"
"Well, I'm not sure about all of that. Do you want to go to the store and pick some up?" I asked.
"Yes!" They said in unison.
I laughed, pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store.



"No, Kenz, roll it first,"
"KK, don't we need flour?" Chloe asked.
"Oh, yeah, Chloe put it on the counter so your sister can roll it," I told her.
"Maci, get your ass down here!" I yelled up the stairs.
"Maci, get your ass down here!" Kenzie yelled from the kitchen.
I heard Harry laugh from here.
"Mackenzie Kennedy," I said peering in on them.
She giggled. "Sorry KK," she said.
I was going to be late because Maci was so slow.
"Harry, can you watch them for two seconds?" I asked.
He looked up at me and closed his phone.
"Yeah," he said.
I walked into the laundry room and shut the door. I grabbed my leggings and slid them up my legs. Reaching on my tippy-toes, I grabbed my basket. I grabbed my practice uniform from last season and slid a T-Shirt on. I opened the door and grabbed my gym bag with my shoes and water bottle already in it. I stopped when I heard Harry's voice.
"I like your hair, too," he said laughing.
Mackenzie and Chloe giggled. I smiled. I didn't know he actually liked kids. I guess I should really stop judging him. He really wasn't that bad. He looked up when I walked in the room. His eyes fell to my pants almost immediately . Maci walked in then, causing me to sigh in relief.
"I'm killing you when I get home," I said in her ear.
She grinned at me. I rolled my eyes and grabbed my keys.
"Bye Kenz," I said kissing the top of her head "bye Chlo." Doing the same.
"Come on," I motioned to Harry.
He followed me out the door and into his car. This is going to be the longest car ride of my life.

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