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Becky continued. “I'm happy you kicked his ass and took his money, if only temporarily.”

She had kicked some serious butt.

“I like George, too.” Becky nodded toward Addie. “She helped refresh his phone that kept locking up while we were waiting to pay our tab and get out of there.”

“George is nice,” Eliza murmured. The women wouldn’t understand her past. None of them had lived that kind of life.

Becky and Lexi leaned together, whispering for a moment. Becky whispering always led to trouble. A concerned look flickered over Cameron's face at the action. Addie drained the rest of her margarita, not seeming to care one way or another.

Becky stood up and went to the far cabinet, unlocking it with the key she kept hidden.

“We are not getting the guns out to shoot,” Cameron announced in his work voice.

“Of course not, you nitwit. You know you can't shoot for crap when you've been drinking. I wouldn't show you up in front of Addie. You finally found someone to trick into marrying you. I'm not going to screw it up now.”

“I'd think it'd be more of a safety issue.” Cameron looked to Addie. “But, I do have good aim.”

Eliza smiled and stood, stretching her arms up. “I'm guessing Addie isn't with you because you have good aim.” As she tugged down her shirt that had risen with the movement, she caught Dewey watching from the corner. Instead of the scowl she'd grown used to, he crossed his arms and smiled. Slow and lethal.

Good Lord, the title of “friend” might kill her yet.

She blinked and reached for her glass, not knowing how to respond. Typically, someone might smile back, but that didn't work with their history.

She could keep away from Dewey when he'd been aloof and continuously irritated with her for no reason. Throw a few margaritas into the mix with Dewey's fun personality…she didn't stand a damn chance.

Becky turned around with a flashlight. “We are playing flashlight hide-and-go-seek.”

Hudson groaned, along with Nash.

Cameron rubbed his hands together. “I kick your ass every time.”

Becky set her hand on her hip. “But that was before our new rules and the fact I have someone trained in the military to help me hide.”

“Help?”

“New rules. You have to hide as a couple.”

Dewey and Eliza looked at each other at the same time. He winked.

Crap.

She'd asked for him to act normal with her. Apparently, in his mind, that included every sexy look thrown her way. Or was he just being friendly? Either way, she might not make it out with her dignity intact after she finished her margarita. Hell, she had a hard time sitting next to him on a sofa when she was sober.

Becky clicked the light on and off. “I'm hosting this party. That means everyone is playing.” She pointed the beam of light at each guy, including Dewey. “And no hanky-panky. I don't want to see any body part that society says should remain covered.”

Addie giggled, her eyes locked on Cameron's. They were incredibly cute and in love. Cameron deserved it.

“Who is ‘it’ first?” Hudson held out his hand for the flashlight. “I think since we're hosting, we should be first.”

“Great. They're just kicking us out, so they can have the hanky-panky,” Nash grumbled, but he'd hauled Lexi to her feet and kissed her cheek. “But that gives us at least five minutes alone.”

Hudson scowled. “Damn. At least pretend it takes ten or something.”

Everyone laughed, except Eliza.

Alone.

With Dewey.

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