What Are the Chances. ✔️BxB

"What are the chances that we met that night," Devon spoke in a soft tone.

Pulling him close than before, I rest my hands around his lower back.

"Soulmates always find each other Dev. It just might take some longer than others." I say resting My lips Against his.

"Sorry to ruin this moment, but Tara and Hayden are here, so.."

"Oh my god, Jordan, get out!" I shout, engulfing Devon in a tight hug them shoving me face into his shoulder.

"I hate her." I mumble into him.

"No, you don't come on. Let's go," he laughs as he ruffles my hair before grabbing my hand and leading me downstairs.