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“Hey,” he says back, climbing onto his side of the bed to lie down with his back to me.

I reach over to grab a spare pillow from the floor and shove it down between my dick and his ass, then I fall asleep with my twin brother in my arms and Levi fucking Matthews in my head.

Chapter Seven

Wren

“Wren?”

I crack an eye open and squint at the mid morning sun rising through the floor to ceiling windows, tightening my arm around his waist in the hopes he’ll go back to sleep.

“Wren?”

“What, Kai?” I mutter, rolling my eyes despite the fact they’re closed.

He’s not going back to sleep.

“Is it weird we still sleep together?”

“A little bit, yeah.”

I raise a brow at that, lifting my head to find Callie leaning back against the wall by the door with her arms crossed over her chest. She looks just as hungover as I feel, dressed in my brother’s massive t-shirt and a gray pair of cotton shorts. Last night’s makeup now consists of black and gray smudges around her eyes, her dark brown hair falling down to the bottom of her spine in a tangled mess.

“It’s cute, though,” she shrugs, grinning.

“We’re not fuckin’ cute,” Kai argues, speaking into his pillow.

“You’re hella fuckin’ cute,” she throws back, pushing off the wall to drop down on her back beside him.

He grins and wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her into him to sandwich himself between us. “What time is it?”

“Just after eleven.”

“Where’s Damon?”

“Gone down to the gym,” she tells him, taking her phone out to play on it. “You know your video’s probably gonna go viral, right?”

“Three thousand likes within the first hour, baby girl,” he says proudly. “The people love me.”

I snort and she shakes her head at him, tapping away on her screen with her black chipped nails. “It’s got thirty thousand now.”

“Damn,” he sighs, feigning a pout. “Sorry, brother. Looks like you’re about to be carless and cashless for the rest of the month.”

“It’s on your account, dumbass.”

“But I tagged you in it,” he shrugs, laughing when I lift my head to take a look. “It’s only posted on my account because I’m the one behind the camera. Everyone knows that.”

“You little shit.”

He laughs some more and I sit up to punch his abs, making him groan. “Ow, bitch.”

“Pussy.”

He slaps my face so I slap him back, lifting my hands to my head to protect myself when he shoots up to get me in a headlock. He shoves me down and pulls my hair like a little bitch so I pinch the skin of his inner arm, smirking when he squeals and lets me go.

“Motherfucker, that hurts.”

I grin, spinning on him to shove him down on his back. “I win.”

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