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Just like I needed her.

Grabbing below her thighs, I lifted her, and her legs wrapped around my waist as I pressed her gently against my truck.

“Izzy?” someone interrupted, shattering the moment.

Blushing, Izzy peeled herself from me as I slowly set her back down. “Hey, Leo!” she cried. My brow furrowed as I gave her a curious look, but she just smiled, reaching up to cup my cheek. “I have to tell him,” she explained.

“Wow, itisyou.” Leo smiled as he walked up. “Hey, Tucker. Not gonna lie, you look even bigger in the dark. I swear I mean no harm.” He waved his arms, and I smirked.

“Hey.” I reached out, greeting him with a fist bump before Leo shoved his fists in the pockets of his joggers.

“You don’t mind if I steal your girlfriend for a bit, do you? She texted me earlier that she had something important to tell me.”

Izzy placed a hand on my chest, tiptoeing to press a quick kiss beneath my jaw, and I ducked slightly to meet her. “I’ll be fine, whiskey. Go meet the guys, and we’ll talk later.”

I nodded, realizing she needed to talk to Leo sometime or other. But now? At night? Right after we’d just gotten over a fight? She had a relationship with this guy that I barely knew anything about past dance, thatIhad nothing to do with. That was hard to process for some reason right now, especially after I’d met him and knew he was a decent guy.

“Hey, I brought you one of those chicken wraps from the sandwich shop,” Leo said as they left for his car.

“Oh, my God. I love you,” Izzy gushed as I watched her walk away. “I’m so starved.”

“Love the getup. Think we could use it in our next routine?” Leo teased, giving a head jerk to her sequined dance uniform.

“Shut up.” She laughed.

“Hey, man.” Jet walked up as they fell out of earshot. “Thought we’d come check on y’all. Where’s Izzy?”

“Is that Leo?” Annie asked in surprise.

I shrugged. “I guess she texted him. Said she needed to tell him.”

“Good.” Annie stuck out her hand. “Keys.”

Chapter 20

ISABEL

“You’re in a really good mood this morning,” Jet commented while we drove to school the next week. I flashed him a brilliant smile and continued singing to one of my favorite Taylor Swift songs on the radio.

Jet smiled back and started tapping his hand on the steering wheel along with the beat. It was one of our things, jamming out in the car on the way to school. Jet grabbed a water bottle from the console and tilted his head back, using it as a microphone as he belted every Taylor Swift word by heart.

I just grinned, laughing.

“Don’t tell anyone that I can do that.” He ran a hand back through his curls when the song was over. “I have a little dignity left I need to keep intact.”

I rolled my eyes, still grinning. “I’ll be sure to keep it under wraps.”

“Any more news or anything? How’s the baby?” Jet glanced down at my middle as we stopped at a light.

“She’s fine. I finally started showing last weekend. Did I tell you?”

“No. That’s awesome.” He glanced down at my middle again, searching, and I held up my top for him to see.

“It’s not much yet, so it’s still easy to hide.”

“Is that what has you in such a good mood today?”

“Partly? I guess. But honestly, I just woke up feeling like today’s going to be a really good day. Like something really good or exciting is going to happen.”

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