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I can’t believe she’s finally doing it.

Lexie

I can’t believe her mom is letting her.

Brea

I can’t believe her uncle is still super hot.

Saylor

That man aged like a fine wine.

Aurora

Yeah, he did.

Lexie

Okay. We got it. You guys are hot for Elodie’s uncle. Who’s driving tonight?

Aurora

You.

Saylor

You.

Brea

You.

Lexie

I hate you all!

Lucky

I’m two beers deep, sitting on a bar stool with a jersey chaser standing between my legs, playing with the collar of my shirt, when the hair on the back of my neck stands on end, and I look over to the door of West End, where the bouncer is letting only a handful of people in.

My oldest brother bought this place close to ten years ago, and it’s the hottest spot in Kroydon Hills. We love to come here after games because he locks this place down. So when Lexie walks through the door, I’m not surprised to see her. But when she comes in wearing a tiny sundress that looks like it could be a fucking nightgown, Iamfucking surprised. The flowy little thing barely covers her ass, and she has a fantastic ass. It clings to her chest with skinny straps holding it up.

What does this girl have against a bra?

And since when do I want a girl to wear a bra?

My cousins are all with her as they make their way to the bar. Linc immediately pushes away from the girl he was talking to and brings his sister and the girls into our circle. “Ladies.”

Lexie rolls her eyes when he wraps an arm around Brea.

These two need to decide what they’re playing at because it’s been like this for years. They’re together. Then they’re not. Then they’re fighting. Then they’re fucking. I’m exhausted watching it.

The hot redhead between my legs takes my face in her hand and turns it back to her. “Am I losing your attention, number thirty-three?”

Is she?

Guess that’s not really a question when Lexie just walked in the place, but I’m not about to admit that. I can’t act on it, so I sure as hell need to get better about controlling it. “Nah. I’m here, aren’t I?”