Keaton's POV
"I'll go but I want to talk to Caleb first," my mate says. Why does she have to talk to that asshat to ask permission to get her nails done?
"Really?" I grumble.
"Ohh yayy" Reagan cheers.
"I'll go pack a bag for the boys. Come on, you can use my phone while I do that." Chelsea says tapping Grace's knee. Grace moves to stand up but I pull her back to me.
"I have a call I have to be on in an hour. Can you girls wait a few hours so I can help Grace?" I suggest.
"Keaton it's ok. We can go while you work." Grace says turning to look at me.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yeah. It's ok." Grace nods. She looks worried but determined. UGH
"Come here. You can use the phone in my office." I say grabbing her hand and pulling her u to her feet. I walk
