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We all laugh. Kylie mutters under her breath, “Payton definitely doesn’t need to add anymore sausage or pepperoni.”

We all turn toward Kylie, shocked she said something like that. She rarely joins in our silliness. Her eyes widen, clearly not realizing she had said that out loud.

We all start belly laughing. Good Lord. The dick gods were clearly good to the Knight men.

* * *

TREVOR

We’re sitting around the bonfire. We’ve overindulged in pizza and s’mores. Dad arranged a babysitter to stay in the room with the kids while they sleep so everyone can enjoy the bonfire.

Each couple has their loved one on their lap. Darian on Dad, Harley on Brody, Kylie on Payton, Skylar on Jason, and Jess on Hayden.

For the first time around my family, Cassandra is cuddled up on my lap. I know it’s corny, but it makes me so incredibly happy. I squeeze her tight and pepper her with kisses. I’m becoming a pathetic, lovesick puppy like my father.

I do feel bad for Reagan though. She’s the only one without someone. She looks around. “Wow, I’m legitimately the only one not getting laid this weekend. How sad.” I laugh at her bluntness.

Brody says, “I have some friends coming to the benefit tomorrow, Reagan. I can introduce you to them.”

She thinks for a moment. “Are they as nice as you, Brody?”

“Ummm, I guess so.”

“Then no. I don’t like nice boys. I like them bad.” I laugh again.

Darian rolls her eyes. “Reagan, you don’t marry the bad boys. You marry the nice boys.”

“Well, Mom, it’s a good thing I’m not looking to get married right now. I’m looking for a good time, and bad boys are better at that.”

Harley smiles while running her fingers along Brody’s chin. She’s slightly obsessed with his chin. “I don’t know, Reagan. Some men are different behind closed doors from what they let the rest of the world see. I think those are the best ones.” Brody smiles back at her.

I whisper to Cassandra, “Is Harley a secret freak?”

She laughs and nods her head. She kisses my cheek as she whispers back, “Just like you, Trevor.”

* * *

CASSANDRA

It’s the night of the benefit. Trevor and I get dressed in separate rooms of our suite. I’m in a navy blue, long, fitted, strapless dress with a huge slit up the side. It hugs my ass to perfection. I have a feeling Trevor will like it.

He walks into the bathroom as I’m putting the final touches on my make-up. I run my eyes up and down his body. He looks exceptional in a tuxedo. Much older than his twenty-six years and sexy as hell.

He comes up from behind me, makes eye contact with me in the mirror, and bends to kiss my exposed shoulder. “Cassandra, you are a truly stunning woman. You take my breath away.” The way he’s looking at me is like no man ever has. It’s both exciting and scary to me.

I turn around and softly kiss his lips. “You look pretty stunning yourself.”

He rubs his hand up my exposed thigh to my ass and smiles. “Going commando tonight?”

“Trevor, visible panty lines are offensive. I wouldneverwant to offend anyone.”

He laughs as he rubs his massive erection against me. “I’m going to be like this all night knowing what’s underneath your dress.”

I smile into his lips. “Excellent. I’ll give Secretariat a whip and a ride later if he’s a good boy.” He laughs.

We meet everyone in the lobby of our hotel. What a beautiful crew. I see the way Jackson looks at Darian and the way Brody looks at Harley, and just then realize I now have that too. I never thought I would. I’m still finding it hard to believe.

The fundraiser is in the hotel and is a spectacular event. It seems to be extremely successful thanks in no small part to a very generous donation from Jackson.

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