“Whatever you do, do not compliment Stel a on her outfit,” she advised.
“Why?” Ava asked.
“Because it’s cute,” Jules replied.
“And why wouldn’t we tel her it’s cute?” Roxie asked.
“Because Mace packed it for her,” Jules explained.
“Ah,” Jet nodded.
“And he packed her underwear,” Jules went on.
“I see,” Daisy muttered.
“And it’s very sexy. She told me it’s the only sexy set she owns,” Jules continued.
“Welp, there you go,” Al y remarked with complete understanding.
“And he kind of bought it for her when they were together,” Jules said.
Oh my. That was interesting.
Daisy giggled and it sounded like tinkling bel s. I loved Daisy’s giggle.
“And he also kind of bought her outfit for her too when they were together.” Jules’s tale of Mace’s Wardrobe Decisions Destruction seemed to never cease.
Jet clapped her hands to her on her mouth, her eyes wide and dancing and Shirleen snorted.
“And it’s cute?” Roxie asked with obvious disbelief.
“Super cute, in a Hawaiian surfer kind of way,” Jules answered.
“I can’t wait to see this,” I whispered.
“I can’t believe Mace could buy a cute outfit,” Roxie responded.
“Is she okay?” Ava asked Jules.
Jules shook her head.
“The stitches?” Shirleen’s voice was sharp; she’d been brought up to date with The Battle of Daisy’s Den.
“No, I think it’s something else. Something that made Stel a look pretty pissed and pretty confused at the same time. However, Mace looked very pleased with himself when I saw him come into the hal with Juno as Stel a went into the bathroom.”
“Broody Mace looked pleased? ” I asked.
We al knew what that meant. Been there, done that, had We al knew what that meant. Been there, done that, had the t-shirt.
Stel a had been laid.
“Dear Lord,” Jet breathed.
“This soon?” Ava asked.
“That beats Hank’s record, I think,” Al y told Roxie.
“Yep,” Roxie replied, a smal reminiscent smile playing about her mouth.