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s his bro

't know how, but whenever I'm with Greg, we never wait in l

ood we should order, we agreed that we w

per jokes in my ear, and I barked out a loud laugh, throwing

he continues snickering, but I only la

three years!" I place three fingers in the air, laughing l

rom my expression, which only made me laugh harder, pounding my fist on th

pretended to pout. Leaning back, he grabbed his fork, mercilessly s

" I said in my baby voice as

he other direction and

m. "Please don't be mad at me," I

tipated," he replied, burs

ng an arm around me as I place my head on his shoulder. The beats in m

d necklace. Greg's friend, Justin, took a trip to New York to visit him once. Greg told

iately wanted to try it. I suck. I lost five

for me. He sucks too. I sat there for two hours, w

nd he will get it. He got it. The panda was holding a pair of m

Greg got it specially engraved. Now, there is a star shape in

st gift I go

nt of money he spent to get the panda and t

rlier?" He said, taking a sip of his

ith a smile, "I have s

as he made his hands into a gun and shot m

nd placed it on my ring finger. I don't want Greg to

ir. "Guess who is going to be a married woman soon," I s

ver seen a diamond before in his life. I watched as his mouth hung with lips slightly part

Greg? Aren't you happy for

o his face. "Congrats, short stack

ng to propose. Well, I know he is since we talked about having kids and all th

smiling at me, nodd

ow or never, I thought to myself. "Greg, I wondered if you're w

from the hotel. "Camila, I don't know if I-" he trails off, rubbing the nape of his neck as he chews on hi

ask, batting my lashes a fe

, a single edge of his li

to tighten them around his waist. When I release

indow. "I'll messag

ror, Greg was standing there, staring. He wore a frown on his f

sp on the wheel,