Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Josefina eyed Oliver as he polished off his meal, "Something's come up at home. I've got to head back."

Oliver, catching the tone, stood up quickly, his face etched with worry, "What's going on?"

"My mom just texted me. Lena's brought a guy home and wants me to check it out."

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His long, slender fingers were about to pull out a credit card to settle the bill when Josefina interjected, "It's on me today, I've already taken care of it."

Oliver looked up, his eyes dancing with warmth and humor, "Do they do refunds here?"

Josefina chuckled, "Every time we eat out, I'm the one ordering. You hardly ever pick. I've got a pretty good idea of what the tab will be."

Stepping closer, Oliver took Josefina's hand in his right, his left holding his coat. Josefina tried to pull away, "Let go, there are too many people around."

"That's exactly why I want them to see you're with me," Oliver's voice was a mix of possessive and doting as he gazed down at her.

a fleeting moment before Josefina ducked her head and strode out, pulling a beaming

Harrison family living room, Oliver and Josefina found

have a boyfriend, because I truly don't. This is just

eyes to Oliver, Lena continued, "I've had my heart set on someone else for

"Josie, my

the couch spoke up, "Mr. and Mrs. Harrison, my name is Edward. I'm Lena's classmate. I've always liked her, but unfortunately, she doesn't feel the same way. I'm to blame for persistently messaging her, trying to get her attention. If there's been any misunderstanding, it's on

displeased look, as if she

a silent warning, "Maybe you need to get your eyes checked. How on earth did you get

cutting, and though Edward wanted to retaliate, he remembered he was in

she was the

with the glare at my daughter?

eyes look a

to Lena, "I didn't mention anything to the family. You know how Regina can spout

tactics were cunning-informing her

up, "Josie didn't tell me anything. Lena, we'd be none the wiser if you hadn't brought

at her with malice? What has she ever done to you? If you don't want to stay, I suggest you