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My eyes were locked on Talia as her parents hugged all of us, but not once did her eyes come my way.

I waved with everyone else as Frank and Misty drove away to head to a cabin that my buddy Larson Graham knew was for rent this summer.

Then I watched as Talia broke apart from everyone and headed out to her new SUV.

She had gotten a Chevrolet Tahoe, in white, because apparently, Harlee raved about the safety features it had.

And she had gone alone.

She didn’t ask Garrick or me to go with her so we could check out the vehicle.

I watched as she climbed into her new SUV and then left.

Garrick sighed, “She still isn’t speaking to me.”

Carter nodded, “Same.”

Feeling eyes on me, I looked over to see that it was Bronson. He lifted a brow in silent question. I shook my head, “Nope.”

Alec sighed, “Me neither.”

Ethan nodded, “Knew she was upset, but didn’t realize she was this upset.”

Then I said, like a dumbass, “I’ll start pushing her buttons again. See if that helps.”

Yeah, Dom, good idea, piss her off even more.

But fuck me.

She was the only one who could give it back to me as good as I threw it at her.

Sure, sometimes I crossed lines, but that was just the way it was with the two of us.

With that said, I pulled my phone out and typed a text message.

Me – Sparkles, that backup camera, use it, alright?

‘I bet it’s called Almond Milk because nobody can say Nut Juice with a straight face.’

– Text from Dominik to Talia.

Chapter 5

Talia

Big Foot–Sparkles, that backup camera, use it, alright?

Asshole.

I got out of the text and continued on my way.

He and my brothers have been receiving the silent treatment from me.

And they would keep receiving it from me.

Until they apologized.

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