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Do I look blind?

“Those are some killer curves.” Jace is practically salivating all over his phone.

“And that hourglass figure,” Beckett says. He’s now looking at his phone. “Ooof.”

“I may or may not have noticed the high slit on that sexy-as-hell dress. And those legs that go on for days,” Jagger says nonchalantly before taking a swig of his beer.

“Holy shit!” Jace says at the same time Beckett says, “Dammit!”

“I need to get in touch with my little cousin Harlow so she can hook me up with her best friend,” Beckett says.

Give it a rest.

“Please. She doesn’t need a player like you,” Jace counters. “A woman like Kyla needs arealman. Someone who knows how to spell the word responsibility.”

I stare obstinately at my beer.

“A woman like Kyla doesn’t need to be bogged down with an overgrown teenager,” Beckett rebuts.

“And who says she’s ready to be a stepmother?” Jagger tells his brother.

“I’m the obvious choice,” Beckett says straightening the collar of his shirt. “I’m kid-free.”

“Just because a woman hasn’t stepped up yet, doesn’t mean you don’t have any kids out there. You fuck around just as much as I do,” Jace is bitter.

I still remain silent.

“I’ll let you two duke it out,” Jagger chuckles. “I might be a little too old for her.”

“You’re too old period,” Jace teases.

“Watch it,” Jagger warns.

“Go ahead wasting time asking Harlow,” Jace tells Beckett. “I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t take much for me to figure out how to reach Kyla’s father. Let’s see how long it takes—”

“Stay away from her and stop talking about her like that,” I growl. “All of you.”

Three pairs of blue eyes are staring at me.

“Down boy,” Jace says.

“Whoa!” Beckett’s eyebrows arch.

“We’re just kidding around.” Jace adds.

“Sounds like you staked a claim on Miss Kyla O’Keeffe,” Jagger says carefully. “Am I right?”

I answer him with a one-shoulder shrug.

It wasn’t part of my plan tonight to make any big revelations.

“What’s going on, Loki?” Jagger presses.

“Nothing,” I say.

His brows draw together. “And I’m freaking Elvis Presley reincarnated.”

Jace and Beckett chuckle.