Page 97 of Rival Summer

Crew

I call the twins

Parker

Once again, no one wants that freak show.

Crew

As long as you know that freak show is all mine

Bailey

What kind of celebration are you guys talking about? A fucking orgy? I just want to drink together. You know, hang out, maybe.

Reese

Like you’d ever say no to an orgy

Bailey

Can one of you idiots just answer my question?

Chandler looked up at me, her hazel eyes catching the amusement in mine. "What's so funny?" she asked, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

"It’s just the boys' group chat," I replied, watching her curious gaze turn into a playful challenge. "It’s unhinged, you don't want to see it."

"Oh yes, I do," she countered, the corners of her mouth lifting in a mischievous grin. "We don't keep secrets."

"Is that so?" I teased, knowing full well I loved the thought of sharing every part of my world with her. "You’ll never look at us the same."

I didn’t care about her seeing the chat, and truthfully, I wanted her in every part of my life—the mundane, the exciting, and even the unhinged boys group chat.

I tilted the phone her way, and she snagged it out of my hand.

"Let's see this infamous chat," Chandler said, thumbing through the messages with a look of apprehension that quickly dissolved. "Crew? Twins? I can't believe what I’m reading right now."

"Hey, you can’t judge," I protested with a grin. “There is no judgment in a group chat."

"The male group chat is a scary place."

"You asked for it," I joked, smiling at her appalled expressions.

"I’ll never ask to look again—I wish I could take it all back," she snickered.

"Also," I added, watching her expression shift back to normal. "He managed to convince Willow to throw the party at her place."

"Really?" Chandler's eyes widened. "How did he manage that?"

"Charm and the promise of cleaning up afterward," I replied. "But I think he just wants to crash there so he doesn't have to drive home."

"Smart," she nodded. "And convenient for us, too." A conspiratorial glint was in her eyes.

"Very," I agreed, leaning closer. "Means we can go to bed whenever we want."

“One last time?” I winked at Chandler.

She nodded, knowing exactly what I was asking without me having to say it. “I mean… we have to, right?”

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