Chapter 7

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Caelan's POV~

I woke up and went on a morning run around my property. I have several acres outside of my backyard.

Once I finished my run, I got showered and dressed. Into some comfortable clothes.

I head down to my basement, where my studio is. I have a few beats to finish working on.

I've been down here for hours. I can tell by the way my stomach is aching. Not having ate breakfast this morning or lunch yet.

As I'm starting to close everything up, I hear heels making their way towards me.

"Mother." I mumble to myself. I know her angry footsteps. I could identify them from across the world.

"Caelan Spencer Quinn!" She yells as she enters my studio. "Hey, mom." I chuckle. "Don't." She glares down at me.

"Mom. It was only a game. Besides, it's not as if I have even met her. Even if I did get a chance with her, respectfully, I'm grown." I say.

She glares at me once more before her eyes finally soften. "You are one of my babies, Caelan. My job is to protect you." She says.

Standing up and hugging her. I wrap my arms around her shoulders as I'm taller. Something I got from my father.

"Well, there's nothing going on for you to protect me from." I say.

I called my regular personal chef to cook dinner for myself, Kourtney, Khloe, Kim, and Morgan.

Since Kourtney has been staying here, the three of them have come over a lot.

I don't mind. I like that my house isn't as quiet as it always is.

"There are several fan accounts already making edits of you and Kate." Morgan chuckles out as she scrolls through her phone.

"Aww! Look at this! One page used one of those edit apps to see what a couple's children would look like. Look how cute." Morgan says. Showing us all her phone.

"Aww!" The other three gush as I laugh, shaking my head at them. "It's a fake photo." I say.

Morgan scoffs at me and shoves her phone in my face. "Look at these kids!" She exclaims.

Sighing, I push her hand away. "Yes, if genetics worked that way, then Kate and I would have some cute kids." I say.

"But that doesn't change the fact that everyone is taking it a little too far. I chose her over another celebrity in a game that many before me have played." I state.

"That's true, but none of them have ever reacted the way you did when you saw Kate's photo." Kourtney says.

I place my face in my hands as my face heats up. Thinking about the exact moment I saw Kate's photo pop up.

"I'm kind of hurt that you never told me about your crush on her." Kim says. "Me too." Morgan adds.

"I find her attractive. It's not something I need to go blabbing about." I say, chuckling.

"Then why do you expect me to spill my guts any at any time that I even look at someone I find attractive?" Morgan asks.

I look at her. "Because you're my sister." I state simply. Morgan rolls her eyes. "Erica is right. You and dad are unreasonable." She says.

"Two peas in a pod. Nana doesn't call me Spencer Jr. for nothing." I simply say, shrugging my shoulders.

"Nana Quinn. I love that woman." Khloe says. My Nana has no filter. She tells everyone and everything how it is.

"Wait till you get a girlfriend again. Nana is going to be way worse than you and dad." Morgan snickers.

"Of course she is, I'm her baby." I tease. Morgan rolls her eyes at my, shoving me playfully.

"Yeah, yeah. We know. She loves you more than she loves her own son." Morgan says. Shaking her head in disbelief.

"Don't be salty now." I tease. Morgan flips me off. I stick my tongue out at her. The entire time, the Kardashian women are watching our sibling banter.

As I'm getting ready for bed, there's a knock on my bedroom door. I quickly get my clothes on and open it.

Kourtney is standing there with two glasses of rosé. She and I have made it a habit of having nightly talks since she has been here.

I let her in before closing the door. I take one of the wine glasses from her, and we sit on my bed.

"I'm sorry, you probably don't usually drink wine this regularly." Kourtney chuckles.

"No, I don't. But a few sips here and there won't kill me." I chuckle.

The two of us talk for a little bit before turning on a movie. My huge tv right above my fireplace.






In the morning, I head out for a long day at my gym as I have several sessions today with clients.

"Come on, TJ, a few more steps." I say, trying to encourage him on. He takes a few more steps, and I cheer for him.

Letting him sit down and rest, I give him some more water and a sweat rag.




When I get home, I quickly head up to my room. As I'm smelly and sweaty. My muscles were aching as I was also doing the fitness with each client.

Thankfully, I meal prep. After my shower, I pop my food into the microwave. As I'm eating, Kourtney comes in.

"You look like you had a long day." Kourtney says. I nod my head with a small smile.

"How was your day?" I ask her as she sits down next to me. "It was okay. I got a call from my lawyer. Scott was sent to prison. I'm not sure what his sentencing is." Kourtney says.









[A/n~ Chapter 7]

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