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Trip takes his hand and whispers something in his ear. He smiles, the tension melting from his features.

“But I guess Lacey is lucky enough to have two brothers looking out for her.”

I grin, “Damn right. And one of them can give her the best BJ tips.”

Wes looks at me in horror, “Tell me you’re joking.”

“I’ve been told my skills are exceptional.”

Trip laughs, “Maybe you should give me some pointers.”

“No. Nope. Not okay.” Wes splutters, his whole body shuddering, “Both of you. Stop it.”

Trip giggles, her grey eyes glowing in the bar’s dim lighting, “Don’t worry, Wes, we’ll keep it on the down low. I’ll text Nico for the details later.”

I throw her a wink, “Hit me up anytime.”

Wes groans, “That’s it. I’m leaving.”

Trip rolls her eyes and gives her boyfriend a kiss before pushing off her chair.

“Always so dramatic.”

He grins, catching her hand and pulling her back in for another kiss. As always, their innocent kiss soon turns raunchy, so I clear my throat with a grimace.

“Leave and go be nasty elsewhere.”

They break apart, breathing heavily. Wes turns and flashes me a grin.

“What are you going to do once we’re gone?”

I toss back the second shot, savouring the burn as my eyes find their way back to the pool table.

“Find myself a man to play with.”

Chapter 16

Mo

“Where are you staying tonight?”

Tanya trails her index finger down my arm, her heavily made-up eyes undressing me with each word. She’s attractive in a one-night-stand kind of way, but far from beautiful.

“Nearby.”

A satisfied gleam hits her face and I resist the urge to roll my eyes. I’m too old to be going after lacrosse bunnies, but the rack on this one intrigued me.

She smiles, “Maybe you could show me.”

And there it is. The invitation I've been half-heartedly waiting for tonight.

“Maybe.”

A flash of irritation crosses her face, identical to the one cursing through me. There’s no reason for me not to take up Tanya’s offer, so why the hell am I pissing around?

Laughter drags my attention to the makeshift dance floor where couples sway clumsily against each other. A tall, lean body catches my eye, and I feel my brows start to pinch.

What the fuck is he doing?

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