WELL! Here it is! :D The chapter I so long failed to upload. Sorry! Hope you enjoy. So I was typing the chapter title, and I realized WHOA. I'm already on the twenty-second chapter. WTH. I'd have to make things way, way, WAY more exciting. So I came up with this chapter ending. XD Hope you guys like it.
Chapter Twenty Two- It WILL Happen
“We’ll all be paying,” I said as I came back to them with the keycards in my hand. “Breeze and I will take a smaller room. You guys try to squeeze yourself in the bigger one.”
I handed the keycard to Jake.
“Anyways, Ciara will be sleeping with us. Is that okay with you, Cam?” I turned to him.
“Well, you want to?” he asked Ciara. He actually had this sort of smile on his face. Like he’s ready to do anything for Ciara. Even though that seems overrated, I don’t doubt it—what with the pink pony and all. Haha.
“Yup!” Ciara answered and smiled.
“So, anyways, we already checked in,” I said. “For the meantime, Jake, Cam, and I shouldered everyone’s share, so pay up later.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Dylan and Alex (the twins) said in unison.
“We’ll bring the things in.” The guys stood and got out of the hotel lobby. It was just a cheap hotel, but it works.
“Come on. Let’s check out the rooms,” I told Breeze.
“Yeah.” She smiled and took one of Ciara’s hand. “So, I was kind of wondering why you tagged along. I’m pretty sure Jake forced you.”
“Well, he pretty much did,” I replied.
“I guess his charm works on you as well,” she said and giggled.
“Charm?” I snorted. “Like, yeah, right. That person?” I shook my head. “He has no charm at all. Why are you even going out with him?”
She shrugged. “I really don’t know. Like I said, his charm convinced me.”
“What do you mean?”
“He convinced me that he was sincere,” she replied.
I looked at her, her long brown hair and her eyeglasses, realizing that Jake was actually pretty lucky. She’s pretty, smart, and she thinks he has “charm.”
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Humor‘He went out of the room. In his boxers. Again. Like the laws and principles of the universe, which were scientifically proven, I couldn’t help but scowl. He smirked. “Well, stop drooling all over me.” I wrinkled my nose. “Right. Good luck with you...
