Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
“Where the fuck were you?” I asked him as he sat down on the other side of me.
“I had to go get flowers,” he said, glaring at the three of us. “I didn’t get the memo,” he added, gesturing at each of our bouquets.
I looked down at mine and then over at Reid and Nolan’s. The bouquet Reid bought was almost as big as the one I’d had specially made, and Nolan’s was a respectable-sized arrangement of sunflowers.
“Seriously?” I asked, lifting a brow. “It’s a ballet. Of course, you’re supposed to bring flowers.”
“Well, no one told me! I walked in and saw you, Nolan, and Dickhead with yours and realized I couldn’t show my face without one, so I left. But of fucking course, all the shops were closed already, so I had to improvise,” he said.
“How am I related to you?” I muttered, shaking my head.
“Well, Mom and Dad—“
“Shut the fuck up!” I laughed, smacking him on the back of the head. “That was rhetorical.”
Sebastian just smirked at me and opened his program.
“What’s that?” Reid asked, leaning over me, his over-the-top teal velvet suit jacket brushing my hand.
“The program.”
“There were programs?!” Reid exclaimed, twisting around to look towards the back of the theater.
“Yeah, they were literally right there when you walked in,” Sebastian said, rolling his eyes as he kept them on his program.
“Shit, I didn’t see them!”
Reid stood up from his seat just as the lights dimmed and the conductor entered.
“Fuck!” he whispered as he plopped back down into his seat. “Wes, let me see yours,” he hissed, reaching to grab mine out of my lap.
I picked mine up and out of his reach. It was the special opening night edition that they were selling, and there was no way I was letting any of these stooges look at it.
“Touch it and lose a finger,” I threatened, a low snarl spilling from my lips.
“Damn, someone is testy,” Reid shot back, lifting his hands in surrender.
“I’m going to frame it,” I told him. “After Haven signs it.”
All three of them tried and failed to hold in matching shit-eating grins. “Fuck off,” I grumbled, settling back into my seat as the overture started.
As the ballet began, and we watched, Reid kept up a running commentary through our mindlink.
“I’m confused. Why is there a purple fairy? Where did she come from? She’s not in the movie!”
I glared at him out of the corner of my eye.
“I mean, don’t get me wrong, Haven is great. I just don’t understand where the purple fairy came from!”
“Shut up, I’m trying to watch!”
Nolan grumbled.
“Why didn’t the fairies take her away? That’s my favorite part! ‘Make it pink, make it blue…'”
All three of us turned to look at him with raised brows.
“Don’t look at me like that! Maddie went through an Aurora phase, okay!? We used to watch it together!”
“I’m not even going to comment on any of what you just said,”
Sebastian replied, shaking his head.
“Well, at least they used the same music,”
Reid muttered.
Nolan sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“Of course, it’s the same. It’s Tchaikovsky.”
“Bless you,”
Reid said.
Nolan lifted the collar of his turtleneck to hide his mouth, and Sebastian snickered, earning him a small glare from a woman in front of us.
“Sorry,” he mouthed to her.
We turned our attention back to the stage, where Haven was beginning a duet with the dancer portraying the prince.
“Maybe I’m just biased, but I think Haven is better than the female playing Aurora,”
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