Page 54 of He's The Reason Why

“Hey, you said you’d tell us who gave them to you,” Marshall said. “Cough it up.”

“No, I said I’d tell the winner.” There was a glint in his eyes as he leaned close to Piper’s ear and whispered, “My mother.”

She stifled a laugh.

“Lame.” Marshall reached for a chocolate.

Blake pulled the box away, put the lid back on, and handed it to Piper. “Feel better about tomorrow?”

“I think you mean today, but yes,” Piper said. It struck her what a roller coaster day this had been. “It’s kind of surreal. I justrehearsed with Marshall Weston in the middle of Blake Ryan’s living room.”

Marshall’s smile was warm and inviting. “You’re welcome to come check out my living room any time you like.”

“You’re a shameless flirt, you know that?”

“I do,” Marshall said with sincerity.

The two men couldn’t be more different. Blake was understated cool. Marshall was bedazzled charm. Between the two of them, they had enough charisma to hypnotize the entire planet, but it was Blake who made her pulse race every time she got close to him.

Piper gave Marshall a grateful kiss on the cheek. “You were amazing. Thank you.”

She released him and turned to Blake. “Both of you. I really appreciate your help.”

“It sounds like she’s leaving,” Marshall said with a quizzical look at Blake. “Why does it sound like she’s leaving?”

Piper waved her hand at the kitchen clock. “It’s two in the morning. Our call time is eight. I need a little sleep, and so do you.”

Marshall pointed at himself. “I don’t. I finished last week. There’s no reason I can’t stay up all night long.”

Blake kicked his foot. “Yes, there is. You have work to do today onConned.”

Marshall wrinkled his nose. “Scheduling. Not my favorite thing.”

Piper stifled a yawn as she picked up her purse. “I’ll see you later.”

“Wait,” Blake said. “It’s too late to drive home. Why don’t you stay?”

She paused, not sure she’d heard him right. “Did you just invite me to a sleepover?”

Marshall grinned. “I invited you to an all-nighter.”

She pretended to think about it. “I don’t think so. I’m tired. I need sleep. You two have at it.”

Blake held out a hand to stop her. “I’m serious. There’s eight bedrooms in this place, not counting the master suite. You can take your pick. I live closer to the studio than you. It makes the commute shorter in the morning.”

The thought of falling into bed in the next few seconds made her bones weak. Hell, she was so tired she’d sleep on the sofa if she thought Marshall would leave her alone. “You sure you don’t mind?”

“Mi casa es su casa, remember?” Blake gestured to the stairs. “Bedrooms are this way.”

“Hang on.” She patted Blake on the shoulder as she passed by. “Let me just grab my go bag from the car.”

“Go bag?” Marshall asked. “You planned on staying?”

Piper opened the front door and looked back at the two men. “I always carry a change of clothes. You never know when two gorgeous men might want to have a sleepover.”

She grinned to herself at the look on both men’s faces as she shut the door.

Chapter Ten

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