Shay
“Girl, you made a sh*t ton of food,” Camille said.
“There are like thirty people. I’m not sure if there is enough. You’ve seen how big those bikers and security guys are. Malo will probably eat half of the scalloped potatoes.”
“And I’ll eat the other half. You’re probably right, we might need another pan.”
I laughed at Camille. I loved her so much, and glad our babies will be growing up together.
She brought a rum cake and was dressed as a s*xy referee in a black and white striped shirt with a deep cleavage, and she was showing massive amounts of b*obs and little black shorts with a whistle around her neck and red and yellow cards in her shirt pocket. Malo was in a rugby uniform, and they looked adorable together. Conner and Lyla showed up with all the drinks and a cr*p ton of
