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“Yeah? Well, I’m here because Lace wants me here, and as long as she wants me, then I’m staying.”

“Dramatic much?” I mutter.

“The two of you bickering doesn’t help matters,” Lace interjects. “In fact, it’s getting a little annoying.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, but seeing the woman I’m fucking wrapped around and kissing another man like it’s nothin’, was a little hard to take. Excuse me for breathin’ heavy,” I grumble.

She shakes her head. “You’re such a baby.”

“Watch it,” I warn. “That’ll earn you a spanking over my knee.”

Her cheeks flush, and Manny rolls his eyes. “Let’s keep the sexy talk to a minimum,” he gripes. “I don’t need a mental image of that.”

“Why?” I taunt. “I mean, I had her first.”

Lace’s mouth gapes. “You didn’t just say that?”

I laugh. “I’m an asshole. I told you that when you first put your hands on me.”

“I’d be keepin’ those thoughts to yourself,” Manny suggests. “If you want there to be a second time.”

“Is this another one of your ‘house rules’?” I poke back. “Lace told me, by the way.”

Manny’s lips part, and he glances at Lace quickly. “I don’t like people in my house.”

“But you let me in there.”

“You were helping Lace, I made an exception.”

I rub my chin. “You sure you didn’t have this planned? I mean, she needed somewhere to crash, and she’s a beautiful woman… all of a sudden you two are makin’ out and gettin’ naked.”

Manny holds up a hand. “I’m gonna stop you right there. I helped Lace out because I was being a friend. I had no intention of hooking up with her. It was upsetting her that rentals are out of control, and they’re all gettin’ scooped up before she even had an application put in. Sue me for trying to be nice.”

“Uh, huh.”

“You’re acting really childish,” she tells me.

I pique a brow, but big mouth Manny isn’t done yet. “If anything, you’re deflecting. Let’s just cut through the bullshit. We both like her, and she wants both of us.”

“I bet you’d be more than happy to get me in the sack, wouldn’t you?” My dick throbs at my words. I know tonight is gonna end with me palming the fuck out of myself. I’m only human. Manny rolls his eyes again. “I wouldn’t sleep with you if you were the last guy on earth.”

I snort. “You sure about that?”

He looks me up and down. “I don’t like my men too beefy, if we’re being honest.”

I frown. “Too beefy? What do you like? Skin and bone?”Why the fuck does it matter what he likes?

“I also don’t like a mouthpiece.”

“That’s rich, comin’ from you.”

“Shut up!” Lace shoves us both in the shoulder with each of her hands. “You’re like little kids. How did I ever think this was going to work in the bedroom, I’ll never know.” She holds her head in her hands and guilt washes over me. She looks tired and stressed. Now all I’m doing is driving her into Manny’s arms. That’s inevitably where she’ll go tonight, back to his place, because she now conveniently lives there. I’m still not convinced he didn’t have this all planned.

I clench my fists. So it was Manny all along. She wanted to fuck both of us, or him, while I watched. Weirdly, even as he looks across the table at me angrily, I’m not as appalled as I should be. I’m nowhere near appalled when I think about his mouth on me.Fuck.When I think about both of them fucking, me behind Lace as I take her ass, it makes me want to shut the hell up, be nice and get the two of them outta here. But I can’t. I have to save face. Somehow I have to pretend this was all a big misunderstanding. I can’t have Manny knowing that I’m into guys as well. What would the club think? Or my sister?

It just can’t happen.

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