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Brittany was a fashion streamer, which meant when she traveled, she brought almost every item of clothing she owned in order to show her followers how to put together different outfits for various situations. And though tonight she was channeling Marilyn, her tense shoulders and her glare made it clear just how fast her stilettos could become weapons.

Min looked at Robbie, trying to psychically convey that he needed to get his girlfriend in line. Robbie, dense as ever, completely missed it, but luckily Gus saw. He set his beer down with a louder clink than necessary.

“Leave Min’s sex life alone.” Min groaned, not really what she had been expecting. It didn’t do much to calm Brittany, but she at least looked less likely to slash tires. She turned her glare to her boyfriend’s brother.

“Min’s sex life is my business.” Brittany then turned back to Min, pointing with a perfectly manicured coffin-shaped gel nail. “And you. Next time someone trashes your hotel room youtell me.”

Min nodded. “Yes, mother.”

Brittany made a face at her, but laughed, the tension breaking. They settled into the night with the conversation flowing. Hayden was quiet at first, but Min could feel him relax as the evening went on. The drinks were, in turn, helping her to relax, sinking into Hayden, his arm still wrapped around her as he sipped his bourbon. During a lull in conversation, she felt his mouth at her ear.

“How you feeling, babe?”

“Like I’m having the best time. You?” She tensed, waiting for his answer, worried that he secretly hated her friends. If he did, she would have to get off of her new favorite spot on his lap. And she really didn’t want to do that.

Hayden immediately put her at ease. “I’m having fun, don’t worry. I meant more how sober are you feeling? Out of curiosity?”

She turned fully to look at him, seeing his eyes flare at her movements, desire, and possession and something else in his gaze making her lose her breath.

“For curiosity’s sake?”

He nodded, his grip on her thigh tightening.

“I’ve only had two drinks and was going to switch to water. Buzzed enough for a good time, but sober enough for, um, consent purposes. In theory.”

“In theory,” he echoed, and Min could feel the sparks between them growing, igniting, her hand rising to his cheek seemingly of its own volition. Their mouths inching closer to each other.

“Ugh, get a room already.”

A french fry hit Min in the head, and she jumped, turning to Brittany, who was simultaneously trying to look mad and hide the urge to laugh.

“Did you just throw a french fry at me?” Min asked, outraged.

“Yes, because you’re ignoring me. We’re gonna head to another bar downtown. It apparently has themed alcoholic slushies that all taste like sweet battery acid. Wanna come?”

Min could feel Hayden’s eyes on her, but he didn’t say anything, letting her take the lead. She knew if she agreed, he would come with her to what sounded like a gimmicky bar with terrible drinks. But he was letting her make her choice. Finally, she shook her head.

“No, I think we’re gonna head out.”

They all stood up, hugging Min goodbye while Hayden shook the guys’ hands. Brittany held her too long, whispering in her ear.

“I expect to hear every dirty detail that you’ve been keeping from me. I’m talking length. Width. Number of orgasms, location of hands at all times—”

“Get off me, you pervert.” Min was laughing as she pushed Brittany away, blushing even as she let Hayden take her hand and lead her to the door. Brittany yelled after her.

“I’m not fucking kidding, Min!”

Min laughed the whole way until finally they were outside. The cool night air and the sudden silence came as a shock to her overheated senses. Hayden kept walking, glancing back at her.

“What was that about?”

Well, there was no way she was actually telling him, absolutely not.

“Just Brittany being herself.”

He sent her a look, like he knew she was hiding something, but instead of calling her on it he just pulled her next to him, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She felt his lips in her hair.

“How was your tournament?” he asked. Min poked him in his side, hard.

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