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    Not The Type 2: Established – (Chapter: Chapter 2)

    “I was wondering if you were still going to get some drinks tonight with Amber and me?”

    Taylor is an interior designer. She helped me with designing my restaurant.  We both got crazy schedules so we hang out whenever we can. Amber and I started back talking a little after Spencer had Paris. She’s matured over time and I guess got over her little crush she had on me. Or she just realized and accepted that I’m going to be with Spencer for the rest of my life.

    “I don’t know. Spencer is covering someone’s shift today and might not make it home in enough time and I’m not leaving the house late.” I grab a folder on my desk to start going through.

    “Come on,” She pouts. “I’m sure Spencer will be home on time and you’ll have no problem sneaking out to see us.”

    I don’t really sneak. Actually, Spencer and have been out to have drinks with friends plenty of times before. Sometimes, if Spencer worked a late night shift at the hospital, she’ll go out with some co-workers afterward. I do the same, just with Amber and Taylor though. We have such a good relationship that I don’t worry all night about what she’s doing and who she’s talking to. It’s called trust and it’s a big part of our relationship.

    “Whatever…I’ll try.” I wave her off and start packing up what I need to take home so I can pick up my little girls.

     

    “Help!” Sydney and Paris tackle me when I walk through the door.

    “Whoa!” I fall down and the girls giggle.

    “I’m going to get you!” Brooke growls when she comes around the corner.

    “Mama, help!”Paris yells and pulls at my arm, trying to get me to protect her from Brooke.

    “Back up you…” I pause to think of something to call her. “…bad lady!” Brooke bits the side of her mouth to keep from laughing at me.

    “No! Give me the kids!” The Brooke leaps at us, the kids scream and go running into the other room. “Thank you.” Brooke collapses on the floor. “Your kids have too much energy.” She grins.

    “You love it.” I get off the floor. “I’ll be getting them ready to go while you recuperate.” I laugh and kick her foot when I walk by.

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    Comments

    1. glad you’re back. Paris is so cute. I love that Ashley is a family woman. She wanted to spend her time with her kids and Spencer. Lovely!! Great update. pms please.

    2. yes this story’s bak. this was hilarious. “well i mostly like to lick” fav line ever. omg. i love how ash matured and everything. im suprised she wasnt a wingman. n she takes care of her kids n spence….aww so cute. PMS!!!

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