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“Um, hello?” Bianca interjected. “He looks white because he is white.”

“I know that. But he’s also part Latino and he speaks Spanish, so my parents couldn’t really complain about him being a gringo—”

“Like they complain about my brother being black?” Scarlett said sweetly.

Ana grimaced. “They’re coming around. No, seriously, they are,” she insisted at Scarlett’s skeptical look. “They really like Luke. He’s smart, educated, makes six figures and comes from a good home. They know he’s a great catch. But would they prefer a son-in-law who can converse with them in Spanish? Of course. Just being honest,” she said with a shrug. “Anyway, Logan would also win them over because he’s hella rich, which means he would make an excellent provider. I mean, he earns thirteen million a year, not counting endorsements. Like I said, he’s perfect for my sister.” She paused. “Except for the whole manwhoring thing.”

The others cracked up laughing.

Meadow bit back a smile.

Ana sighed. “I’ve always believed that the right woman can change even the whoriest manwhore.”

Bianca grinned. “Nadia definitely pulled it off.”

Nadia just smiled and shrugged, making everyone laugh.

“I’m really hoping Logan and my sister will hit it off at my wedding. Unless…” Ana looked at Meadow, her brown eyes narrowed speculatively. “There’s nothing going on between you and Logan, is there?”

“God, no,” Meadow said so vehemently that four sets of eyebrows shot up.

She flushed. “I mean, Logan and I go way back and he’s a great guy. But we’re just friends. Seriously.”

Ana eyed her suspiciously. “You don’t have a thing for him?”

“Not at all.” She flashed what she hoped was a convincing smile. “Your sister should totally go for it.”

Ana beamed with satisfaction.

Bianca, Nadia and Scarlett exchanged speculative looks.

“If you want,” Meadow offered, “I’ll even put in a good word for her.”

Ana’s eyes lit up. “Would you?”

“Of course. What’s her name?”

“Inez. Inez Gutierrez.”

Meadow smiled. “I’ll tell Logan about her, see what he says.”

“Yay!” Ana whipped out her phone and started texting her sister. “She’s gonna be so excited. You have no idea.”

Meadow smiled again and took a long sip of her drink, pretending not to notice the way the others were watching her. Like they saw something she was trying to hide, even from herself.

Ana put away her phone and sighed. “Since I can’t have one of those sexy Rebels, maybe my sister will get lucky.”

“Hey!” Scarlett stabbed a finger at her. “Watch yourself, heffa, before I tell my brother.”

Everyone burst out laughing.

After dinner they were standing under the restaurant’s canopied entrance waiting for the valet to bring Bianca and Ana’s cars around. Nadia and Scarlett had taken a Lyft to the restaurant so their fiancés could pick them up after dinner. Since Reid and Viggo were leaving tomorrow morning for an away game, they wanted to spend as much time with them as they could. Waiting to see them at home was apparently out of the question.

Bianca had struck up a friendly conversation with a group of young white women waiting by the valet station. Meadow was in awe of her ability to chat up complete strangers. She made it look so easy to make friends. It was enviable.

The girls recognized Nadia and Scarlett from TV and social media. They had just finished taking selfies with them when two gleaming sports cars came rumbling up the driveway. One was a black Lamborghini Veneno, the other a futuristic supercar Meadow couldn’t identify.

Everyone stopped to stare as the cars’ butterfly doors lifted vertically, and out climbed Reid and Viggo.

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