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I walk back over to the table, and Lexi slides her arm through mine.

“Who was that?” she asks.

“My mom. She wanted to wish me a happy birthday.”

“Oh, that’s nice.”

“Yeah.”

Cam comes back with the drinks, handing them out to the guys, before stopping to talk to Lexi.

“Hey, Lex. Don’t get mad, but I’m cutting you off,” she says to Lexi.

“What? Why?” Lexi whines.

Campbell quirks her brow as if Lexi should know why. “Because you’re slurring your words, and I want you to make good decisions tonight.” She eyes me.

“Whoa.” I raise my hands in surrender. “I’m cool. I promise. I would never do anything that–”

“Nonetheless, Lexi needs a clear head to make clear decisions,” she says, cutting me off.

“Whatever.” Lexi’s voice is airy, void of concern. “Another drink or not isn’t going to change what I want to do with you.” She splays her hand across my chest.

Campbell rolls her eyes. “Okay, on that note.” She pushes away from the table.

“Wait. Let me introduce you to the guys. They’ll give me glowing reviews if you need references to my character.” I shoot her a wink. “Hey, guys,” I call out. “I want to introduce you to Lexi’s friend, Campbell.”

“You can call me Cam.” She says with a nervous grin, her eyes darting toward the other guys.

“Cam, this wild beast is Tiny.” I gesture toward Tiny.

Tiny nods.

“This crazy hothead is Pauly.”

“Hey, gorgeous.” Pauly winks.

“And pretty boy here is Montgomery.”

Montgomery reaches his hand out to shake hers. “Deacon. The name’s Deacon.”

“Nice to meet you,” she says. Her voice is quiet and hesitant before she bolts away.

I lean my elbows on the table, turning to Lexi, “She left awfully quick. Is there something going on with her and Deacon?” I ask, remembering the way she looked at him earlier.

Lexi throws up her hand. “Who knows? She’s so weird sometimes. When she gets like that, I ignore her.”

“Huh?” My gaze follows Cam for a moment before turning toward Claire and Ben. “So how did guys meet?”

Claire’s face lights up as she starts telling me about their meet cute. I shouldn’t even know what a fucking meet cute is but the last chick I slept with, Tori, whom I pulled out of her room during a recent apartment fire was obsessed with ours. She told anyone that would listen. They say it’s not wise to get involved with fire victims and I guess that’s for good reason. Tori became quite the stalker when I ended things.

As Claire regales us with the details of her and Ben’s courtship, Lexi slides her hand under the table, dragging it along my thigh until she’s cupping my cock.

Holy hell.

This girl is bold. Is she going to be more than I want to handle?

I remind myself that she’s only here a week. I can deal with anyone for a week, especially if there’s some great sex involved. The little I know about Lexi leaves no question that sex with her will in fact be hot.

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