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“Will…” I say, encouraging her to explain.

She puts her hands up in defense. “I'm not saying shit if you don’t know about it yet. All I’m going to say is take a look at the inside of his wrist. You’ll see.”

“Really, you aren’t going to tell me?” I tease, unable to ignore the thrill that runs through me.

“If you haven’t seen it yet, then you're not there yet, B.”

“You’re being cryptic…”

She seals her lips and throws away the key, and I roll my eyes.

What could possibly be in that tattoo that I haven’t seen yet…?

Maverick and Cash drop us girls off at our apartment, and we can hear them laugh at us as we stumble and giggle out of the Tahoe. Not sure if bracing yourself with another wobbling human is a great idea to help keep your own balance.

“What’s the deal with you and the Riley Green lookalike?” Willow asks Bellamy as we wave goodbye to the guys watching us walk through the parking lot.

“Your guess is as good as mine,” she huffs.

“Well, he seemed pretty adamant about Tennessee-Whiskey-singing-dude keeping his hands off you tonight.” Willow raises her eyebrows suggestively.

“Yeah…well, he’s a stupidly confusing gorgeous pain in my ass.”

“I’d be confused too if I was in love with my stepsister,” a tipsy Darby chimes in, and Bellamy smacks her arm as she looks back, likely to see if the guys are paying attention.

Willow gasps. “Wait, the twins are your stepbrothers?”

Bellamy does something she never does and blushes as she nods.

“No shame, babe. I’d let them tag team me in a heartbeat, stepbrothers or not.”

“Geez, Willow,” I sputter, and we all laugh.

“But for real…your brother would kill you.”

She just shrugs like the little rebel she is, and I link my arm through hers and laugh some more.

“Ya know…” Darby says, squinting at the two of us. “You two could totally pass for sisters.”

“Aww, you guys totally could!” Bellamy agrees.

“Ah, I wish. Maybe if she decides to give my brother another chance…” Willow trails off, leaning her head on my shoulder as we wobble our way down the hallway. I peek at her, and she’s giving me major puppy dog eyes. The thought has my heart thumping.

“Oh, will you stop that.” I swat at her, unable to hide the big smile on my face. “I don’t know who’s worse, you or him.”

“A girl can wish,” she winks.

We finally make it to our door, and we all squeal in excitement at the surprise package that’s awaiting us.

Speaking of Nathan Outlaw.This has his name written all over it, and a rush of butterflies takes over my insides at the realization.

Not only is there a case of Diet Coke, but there are candy bars, one being Snickers, of course, bags of chips, and four Gatorades. A note peeks out of the top of one of the bags, and that confirms who these goodies are from.

After dropping off our snacks in the kitchen, I take out the note and smile.

Wish I could have been there tonight…but I'm glad you got to hang with Will. She missed you. Hope the snacks help with the hangover. I know how you get, so there’s a Snickers in there for you, too.

What am I supposed to do with you, Nathan Outlaw?

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