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I burst out laughing, while the three of them continue arguing. I’m pretty sure their mother is playing all of them.

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Later that night I’m in bed snuggling with Chase, watching Game of Thrones.

“If you keep staring at him like that, I’m going to ban you from watching this!” He grumbles.

“As if you could!” I tease.

“Come on Layla, you are practically drooling! Right in front of me!” he complains.

By now, I’m trying to contain my laughter.

“If I ever see this Jason Momoa, I’m going to kick his ass!” He’s practically pouting.

“You want to take on Conan the Barbarian? Really?” I tease.

“I think it would be a fair fight,” he flexes his biceps, showing off.

I stick my face into the pillow laughing. When I come up for air I assure him, “Don’t worry Chase you’re my number one man. Is your ego better now?”

The corner of his lip twitches and I ache to kiss it. His eyes darken as he takes me in staring at his lips.

“Chase,” I rasp.

“Yes, baby.”

“Kiss me.”

He does, and it’s perfect.

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I wake up in the middle of the night, to find the bed empty. I check my phone and it says two am, I walk into the kitchen, where I can hear someone ravaging through the food cupboards. It’s Chase, only wearing a pair of superman boxer shorts.

“Miserable fucking bastards..” he’s muttering to himself.

He bangs closed one cupboard and opens another.

“Chase? What are you doing?” I ask softly.

He turns around and gives me a lopsided smile when he sees me.

“Sorry baby, did I wake you?” he asks in a tender voice.

“I woke up and you weren’t in bed.”

“Sorry, I had a craving. Except I can’t find them! And I’m going to kill one of my brothers, I’m guessing Kade!” he growls.

“What exactly are you looking for?”

He looks sheepish. “My stash of Twix bars.”

I blink. “You’re looking for Twix chocolate bars at two in the morning?”

He huffs, “Yeah well, everyone has their vices.”

I snorted a laugh. “Honey, come to bed. I’ll buy you a shit load tomorrow.”

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