Page 66 of Gorgeous

Ugh. Fucking Breck is a bad idea.

Entertaininganythingwith Breck is a bad idea.

Falling asleep with her on the phone was an evenworseidea.

“Speak of the siren herself.” Theo chuckles, kneeling on the ground by Anniston’s head. “Showtime, playboy,” he says before biting Anniston’s nipple through her shirt and making her squeal.

For a second, I consider throwing a deck chair at his face. But the crunching of a van flying down the driveway stops me.

She came.

Like she said she would. And now I owe her an explanation for my behavior.

I rake in a few ragged breaths and wipe the sweat from my forehead as Theo shouts, “We’re back here.”

He laughs when I flip him off, knowing good and damn well he could have given me an extra minute. Breck appears around the corner in cut-offs and a Flash t-shirt, her high-top Converseshoes tying together her sloppy, yet incredibly cute outfit. She’s like my very own comic book nerd. Sexy and cute, just begging for me to prove how much bigger my hammer is than Thor’s.

“Hey, Breck. What’s up?” Anniston greets her first since her head is hanging off Hayes’ back.

“Hi. I’m sorry to interrupt. Cade—”

Hayes interrupts her as he pulls his head up and flashes her his trademark wink. I feel a growl bubble up but I hold it in so as not to embarrass myself more than I already have. Hayes wants his ass beat. Fucking with Breck in front of me is a death sentence at this point. I’ve all but pissed on her leg to claim her. Hayes annoying me after two days of hell is bordering on a murder charge.

“You’re looking scrumptious this morning, darlin. You got a hot date or something?”

Pink spreads across Breck’s cheeks, making her look sun-kissed. “Uh, no. It’s laundry day,” she blurts out, looking at me from under her long eyelashes.

I flash her an apologetic smile, refraining from making contact with Hayes, and nod to the back door. We need to talk and not out here with an audience.

Breck holds up a finger, asking me to hold on. “Anniston, can I speak with you for a minute?”

I feel sucker-punched when Anniston pulls up and looks between me and Breck, and says, “Sure.”

B,

The mood is somber in the tent tonight. Kyle’s wife sent him a letter that she was leaving him—something like she couldn’t take being alone all the time. It has me thinking. Guys like us have a hard time maintaining relationships. The military seems to be our girl. Maybe I shouldn’t pursue Jess. She deserves someone who can be there for her all the time. How’s class going? Any new man in your life that I need to order a hit on? Miss you, weirdo.

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Ben

“Come over here and tell me what’s going on.” Anniston motions with her nail file for me to come closer. I do. And when I’m standing awkwardly at the guys’ heels as they push up and down she says, “Have a seat. You can take their ass.”

The guys choke out a laugh at the possibility of a double meaning. If they could see the look of disbelief on my face, they would tease me for days about it. It seems to be their thing with me. Teasing. Anniston pats Hayes’ butt, encouraging me to sit.

“Stop, boys. Let her sit.” They both groan but do as she requests. She gets up and motions for me to take her spot. Slowly, I lower myself down and lay across their behinds. I hate to admit it but knowing these two strong men raise and lower their bodies with my weight makes my girl parts tingle.

“Twenty more,” Anniston barks out with a chuckle while Hayes and Mason grunt and lower to the ground. I struggle to figure out what to do with my hands. The motion feels strange, but I try to relax and focus on how the muscles in their glutes and lower back flex between the reps.

“Are they in trouble?” I ask Anniston who is smirking down at Hayes for some reason. I don’t know if this is part of their daily training or some kind of punishment.

“Oh no. They aren’t in trouble. Well, Hayes probably has done something shitty, but no, this is just part of their daily workout regimen. Since I’ve been gone so much, I wanted to work out with them.” She chuckles when Hayes makes a disbelieving sound.

“Don’t let her lie to you, B. She went on that honeymoon and binge ate so much she thinks the extra ten pounds she put on is equivalent to us moving up a weight class.”

I suck in a breath. Did he say Anniston gained weight?

Anniston throws her head back and laughs. “You’re a liar, Connor Hayes! Give me ten more just for being a pain in my ass today.”

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