Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Buzzed and boisterous, Josefina flaunted her surprising strength. "Dare to defy me? Where's that little whip? I'll show you who's boss," she slurred.

Oliver lounged back with his hands clasped behind his head, a charming, crooked smile lighting up his eyes with mischief. "And how do you plan to enlighten me?"

A tipsy chuckle escaped Josefina as she hiccuped, her body slowly slumping down as sleep overtook her.

Oliver shook his head in disbelief. After tucking Josefina in, he texted the house cook, requesting some black coffee be ready at dawn.

Josefina's phone rang. It was a message from Hattie. Oliver gently placed her finger on the phone, unlocking it, and typed a reply: [Mom, staying at a friend's tonight, won't be back.]

Sending the word "Mom" stirred an odd emotion within him.

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phone aside, Oliver went to freshen

you block me on Facebook, man? We're buddies. You've gone all

ain't looking too neat, seems like you've got company. Don't tell me that's a

a noticeable rise against the smooth bed linen.

stare, Oliver asked,

in mock agony. "Man, Oliver, you really do ditch your bros for a girl, huh?" Without a word, Oliver ended the call, choosing silence

relief. "At least he didn't block this number

the room, hopeful. "Fin, did my brother answer your

hung up," Finley replied, his expression a mix of frustration

displeased. "Why's my brother still so cold? You're his best friend, and he can't

Now that your brother's got a girlfriend, he has no