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"How is it that you never know what to wear?" Charlie asked, his tone laced with boredom as Fallon walked out of her walk in closet and modeled the latest outfit for him—a pair of white fitted flare pants with a beige, cropped, one-shoulder top. "Too club looking. Just wear a casual dress or something. It's just dinner with your—I forgot your boyfriend was coming." Charlie smirked as she rolled her eyes and walked back in.
"I still don't get how him and Spencer knew before me, your own brother." Carter whined as he sat next to Charlie—who'd found out that Carter knew after he asked her about Aaron in front of him and Carter answered with a 'he's fine, just dating my sister'.
"He helped me get with Aaron in the first place and Spencer caught us napping together. It's not my fault you focus all your attention on girls and parties." She replied as she slipped on a pale green colored silk slip dress and opened the doors and walked out—it was mid length and felt so light and soft as she went to show them
Fallon spun around for the boys, who sighed in relief as they spouted out compliments in an effort to get her to stop trying on clothes so that they could meet the team at the entrance. They weren't there yet, but it was almost time for them to start arriving.
"Finally. I was thinking we would never make it out of there." Charlie exclaimed as him and Carter flanked Fallon's sides.
"You are literally the most dramatic person I know." Fallon spoke as she slipped a pair of white heels and a simple gold necklace before she walked out of her room and to the entry hall, the boys following her close behind.
"Master Carter, Mr Morgan and Miss Prentiss have just arrived." Sam announced as he walked up to the three of them.
Carter nodded, "Thanks Sam. And I keep telling you to call me Carter, we've known each other for years."
"Oh no sir, I would much rather prefer to address you properly." Sam replied, a small smile on his face. "Shall I greet them at the door while you wait in the drawing room?"
"That won't be necessary Sam. We'll greet them, you just make sure everything is ready and then go home! I'm sure your family is missing you." Fallon replied, a cheerful smile on her face.
Sam smiled kindly at her, his eyes wrinkling with mirth. "Thank you madame."
Fallon knew better than to dispute him not calling her by her name so she just let him leave and turned back to her brother and Charlie.
"Well, what are we waiting for? We have a dinner party to host." She grinned at them before she started walking to the front door of the house, the two boys following her after a couple of seconds.
