CHLOE'S POV
I went to rehearsal to go finish blocking act two.
When I got back, all the guys were slapping Drew on the back and calling him a dog.
Brady came up to me.
"I've just learned those aren't bruises. You naughty couple!" He said.
"Thanks for telling everyone." I said to Drew.
"Come on, baby. They would've found out sooner or later." He said.
"I guess." I said.
"The hickies are cute and all, but what are you going to do tomorrow?" Sergio asked.
"Shoot yeah. I don't want anyone calling Chlo a slut again." He said.
"Before he leaves, I'll cover them up with foundation." I said.
"What about yours?" Drew asked.
"No offense, but they're all so small minded that they'll probably think they're bruises because you're too sweet and innocent to give hickies." I said.
He laughed.
"You're probably right. But the hickies are so aesthetically pleasing." He said.
"I know. But I'm trying to protect you." I said.
"I know and I love you for that." He said kissing me.
"Get a room!" Chance yelled.
"Gross!" Sergio yelled.
"My eyes!" Michael yelled.
We laughed.
"These are our children." Drew said.
"Papa Drew." Brady said.
I laughed.
"Like you don't call him that." Chance said.
"I'm not kinky." I said.
He laughed.
"Mother." Brady said.
"What've you started?" I asked Drew.
"My mom rejected me!" Brady yelled.
"You're going to be a terrible mother." Drew said lauging.
"That's why I'm going to be a dog mom." I said.
"Woof." Brady said.
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Romance"You should leave him cause it really makes me say 'just saying.'"
