"Nathan the nutsack bastard"

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Through the entire drive to the mall,  which nate insisted on driving, Michael and him rambled on and on about things, i chimed in a few times but quickly lost interest when they'd bring up people i had no idea about.

"Why does your phone keep ringing? Is she that desperate to talk to you?" Nate looks at michael through the rareview mirror. Michael insisted that i sit in front since he's the guest and after nate having to break up our little 'no you' argument, i accepted defeat and rode shotgun.

Michael sighs "i don't know man, she literally yelled at me for buying her a brownie. A fucking brownie. AND SHE LOVES BROWNIES!" He yells, with a frustrated huff he runs his hand through his hair. "Why haven't you broken up with her yet? She clearly just wants your money and the fact that you're james baker's son must mean 'cha-ching!' In her head" nate chuckles.

James baker?! THE james baker?!
James baker is the most famous designer in all of UK. His gowns and suits are tailored by him and his team and are only for exclusive models and celebrities.

I look up to that man.

I turn to Michael "James baker is your dad?" He nods with a smile. My brows are raised high, my mouth forming an 'o' out of surprise. "Wow that was unexpected" i mumble, to which both nate and michael chuckle my reaction.

"So back to angelica, yeah i've kind of been trying to but every time i sit down to talk to her she starts asking me random shit and then ignores me and starts texting people" He rolls his eyes.

i find it kind of cute when he swears.

"Just do it over text then?" Nate suggests with a raised brow, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding his iced coffee. I turn to them, laughing "are you guys stupid or just plain dumb?" I ask rhetorically, looking between them.

Nate frowns "excuse you?" I roll my eyes and rest my back against the passenger door "if you want to break up with her you got to make sure she doesn't come running back. So, my beautiful dumbasses, call her out and then break up with her. She'll be too embarrassed to overreact in public and will therefore walk away." I smile at the reaction i receive, both nate and michaels faces light up.

"If this doesn't work you owe me big time Anastasia" Michael points at me alarmingly with a smile.

I nod "deal". Nate looks between us and shakes his head but i catch the smile on his face.

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We enter the mall and its packed, strangely because the holidays aren't for another 2 and a half months. I look around and spot half off boards, that's when it hits me.

Everyone's here for the winter sale.

I totally forgot there was one but the boys seemed most intrigued. They're inside a ray-ban store trying on sunglasses and laughing at each other and i can't help but laugh as i watch them. Nate picks up a pair of black shades with a slightly squared off frame and my breath hitches.

He looks so good i think he makes the sunglasses look better. He catches me staring at him and i quickly look away, deciding on admiring the store beside the ray-ban one. I spot some really interesting looking lingerie so i stalk off into the store, everything in here looking pricey.

But it wouldn't hurt to buy something small, Would it?

My eyes land on a display of bralettes and then trail up to find the half off banner and i grin, walking up to the display and looking through their selection. I end up picking out 3 black bralettes, all of different styles, deciding to throw in the garter that was just 7 pounds in as well.

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