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Liam rolls his eyes. “He sent our girl a dick pic.”

Santi’s body tenses, weight straight above his head. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me.” Liam laughs at our buddy’s shocked face.

Santi slowly lowers the weight down to the ground and looks at me. “He’s joking, right?”

“It wasn’t a full-on dick pic, more like a suggestive one. Still, he had his hand around his dick and left very little to the imagination,” I confirm.

“Our girl commented on his picture that he had a micro and he got all offended and thought he’d prove her wrong.” Liam chuckles. “Fucking brilliant.”

Santi groans as he rubs a hand over his face. “For fuck’s sake, he’s the one who made the no-dick-pic rule.”

“Can we please stop saying dick pic?” I cringe, my dick growing hard.

Doesn’t matter that it’s my best friend we are talking about. He has a really nice dick.

“What did Aurora say?” Santi asks.

“Who knows? He left before we could see.” Liam shrugs. “I’d bet five bucks though, that it’s safely tucked away for when she needs to rub one out.”

“Fucking bastard.” Santi shakes his head.

The two bicker back and forth as I pull out my phone. Unlocking the screen, I open PicApp, and sure enough, a new post from Aurora is front and center. She’s wearing a deep-maroon workout set with her hair falling around her shoulders as she leans on the counter, holding a bowl of cherries in one hand and a cherry up to her mouth with the other. The little smirk on her face says she knows just what she’s doing.

Aurora.Blake: How do you feel about cherries? Tonight on live at five p.m. EST. Let’s make something fresh featuring cherries. Are you excited? Place your guesses on what we will be making below and I’ll pick one winner for a brand new set of pots and pans from our sponsor Heaven Made.

Smirking, I comment and hit send.

The.American: Let me know if you need a taste tester. ??

I force myself to back out of the app and place my phone back in my pocket.

“What’s that look for?” Liam asks.

“What look?” I glance between the two.

Santi raises a brow.

The feel of his stare makes me cave. “Tonight’s the night she goes live and makes something.”

“And what’s the food of choice tonight?” Liam asks, eyes lighting up.

I smirk. “Something with cherries.”

Santi groans as Liam busts up laughing.

“That’s going to drive Ezra mad,” Santi says, shaking his head.

“I wonder if she tastes as sweet as the cherries,” Liam says with a dreamy look in his eyes.

“Tart. I bet she’s making a dessert, so they will be tart,” Santi murmurs.

The man would know. Not only does he love to cook and bake, but he watches every live cook she has.

Liam rolls his eyes. “Way to rain on my parade.”

Santi picks the weight back up before walking it back to the rack. “Did you two interrupt my workout for anything else?”

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