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“Who?”

“You know who.” She rolled her eyes. “Who, she asks. Your boyfriend, who do you think? Although, in your defense, there are several hot, sweaty guys out there.”

“He’s not… Never mind. And what are you doing looking at them? You’re an engaged woman now.”

She eeked, squeezing and making my arm go numb before letting go. “Look,” she said, thrusting her hand in my face.

I lowered her fingers, then tilted them back and forth. “Beautiful. It really does look like it was made just for you. Sitting in a box doesn’t do it justice.”

Perry nodded. “God, I’m so happy. I love him so much, Jills.”

“I know. Talk about a date yet?”

“Probably next summer. You know you’re going to be my maid of honor, right? You don’t have a choice, so congratulations, you’re it.”

“But what about your sister?”

“She’ll be standing up too, but you’re the one I want beside me. You’ll have to deal with all my craziness, of course, and I’ll be dragging you around everywhere for the next year. You’re going to be eating so much cake you’ll puke, with enough thick, sugary frosting to choke an elephant. Then you’ll have to sit through at least five hundred dress changes and be brutally honest about each one, even if it makes me want to stuff a veil down your throat to shut you up. So basically, you’d better keep seeing Chase because he makes you happy, and the last thing I’m going to want is a bitchy maid of honor.”

A tear rolled down her face, and I gave her a hug. “Oh, Perry. It sounds perfect. I’d be honored.” I knew my brother loved her as much as she loved him, but for him to make her this blissfully happy made me want to cry along with her.

“Well, then.” She wiped her eyes. “It’s settled. I’m the law now, and I’m making you and Chase celebrate with me and my fiancé on Friday.”

I shook my head. “Perry, that’s not a good idea.”

“Don’t worry about Stephen, okay? Please do this. For me?”

I stood up and clapped when Chase snagged a line drive in center field. “I’ll think about it.” I could not imagine it happening. Sure, we had feelings for each other, but we weren’t technically a couple. Why put all of us through an uncomfortable night unless we were serious? And if wewereserious, that would freak out my brother even more. It looked like any scenario wouldn’t bode well.

“You guys do anal yet?”

I slammed myself back down on the bench so fast I got lightheaded. “Fuck, Perry,” I whispered. “What is wrong with you? Keep it down.”

She waved her hand. “Pfft. No one’s listening. So, have you?”

“No, we haven’t.”

“You should. Let him take your partial ass virginity and make up for the freak show Mike put you through.”

“I don’t like it. That’s not going to change just because it’s a different cock.” I couldn’t believe we were talking about this here. I was just as bad as she was, but at least I was quiet about it.

“Bullshit. Of course it’ll be different. Everything with Chase is different, is it not?”

I nodded. She was right about that, but still… I shuddered, thinking about the first and only time Mike and I tried anal sex. He’d made it halfway before I wanted to cut off his dick and shove it down his throat. So yeah, not such a pleasurable experience.

“I bet he’d make it sexy. You already said how fantastic the sex is. You never once said that about your ex.”

I turned toward her. “Don’t you think it’s strange how good he is? I mean, it’s not like he’s had a lifetime to perfect his technique. He works my body like he’s owned it forever.”

She shrugged. “He’s on the younger side, but it’s not like he’s sixteen. There could have been dozens of women already. Maybe he was a total slut before he met you.”

“Thanks.”

“Ha! Youdoget jealous.”

“No, I don’t. I don’t care how many he’s slept with. It’s just weird thinking about, that’s all.”

“Uh-huh.” I shifted in my seat, dodging a small cramp. Luckily, they were mild and only lasted for the first half day. “Or maybe the reason he’s so good is because he’s just that into you.” I rotated my hips in the other direction. “What is the matter with you?”

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