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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Oliver went

Finley came through, thanks to his second phone. "Oliver, why'd you block me on Facebook,

and said, "That bed behind you ain't looking too neat, seems like

glanced over to where Josefina lay asleep, her slender form still making a noticeable rise against the smooth bed linen. Finley's sharp eyes hadn't missed a

a cool stare, Oliver asked,

Oliver, you really do ditch your bros for a

sigh of relief. "At least he didn't

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

he hung up," Finley replied, his expression a

"Why's my brother still so cold? You're his best

got a girlfriend, he has no time for