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“Glad you guys got inside and found a good spot,” Leo announces. “I don’t think I could have stopped these two party animals from causing war at those bars.”

“War?” Caren rolls her eyes. “We were having a blast until you were a party pooper, pulling us away from dancing with those hot players.”

Hot players?

“They’re going to be facing us in a few weeks. Why would I let you go dance all over them? They were only attracted to you guys ‘cause you’re looking smoking hot tonight,” Leo argues in annoyance.

“Aww. You’re actually using your eyes today,” Caren praises and even reaches out to pat his cheek. “Your acknowledgment makes me want to cooperate. Now, admit you were totally jealous and maybe I’ll dance with you instead.”

“Fucking hell,” he groans and looks to Mitchel. “I need five beers.”

“Five beers for De Luca,” Mitchel declares and signals the cocktail waitress. “Another round of beers, and two margaritas.”

“We can drink beers,” Xandra speaks up, which has Mitchel whistling.

“Damn, Andrews. You’re being bold today, huh?” His smile makes me want to make a claim on our girl before he thinks he has a chance with her. “Scratch the margaritas. All beers.”

“Kenzie.”

Her attention moves over to Oscar just like everyone’s gazes. He’s patting the small space that’s between us.

“Come sit with us.”

“Coming,” she sweetly declares, and damn.

I’m getting hard with anticipation just from the way she saunters over with that short dress giving us the perfect view of her legs that are thick.

Just need my head between them, so she can give me a run for my money.

“Armani. There’s no fucking space for Andrews to sit between you and Cyrus Jr., man. Just let her sit next to me,” Mitchel suggests.

Xandra reaches me first, and I take advantage to wrap a possessive arm around her backside before bringing her against me.

“Hey, Xandra,” I greet her the moment our eyes lock.

The way she smirks makes me forget any perception of where the hell we are.

Before I process what I’m doing, the deed is already mid-orbit—my lips seizing hers. What’s surprising is how she kisses me back, as if we’ve both given in to the pulsing tension racing between us.

She breaks the kiss for my own sanity.

“Hey, Wyatt,” she greets back.

“Well, damn,” Kane comments. “So, you two are official.”

We don’t reply as the other guys are whistling and making comments that they knew this was going to happen, but I’m more intrigued as to what’s going to happen next as Xandra’s out of my grasp and turning to sit between Oscar and me.

She turns her head to greet Oscar, but what silences our rowdy table of gossip and hollers is the way Armani swoops in and kisses Xandra.

I don’t know whether to be excited, surprised, or worried about what’s going to happen next, but it’s crystal clear something has clicked between the three of us because those previous worries about how we’d address this publicly clearly went out the window.

We just showed the entire team we’re sharing one girl.

Our team nurse, at that.

In terms of the employment and internship aspects, I don’t think they can do anything against us over it. Since I’m not tied to one team, it shouldn’t matter if I’m dating Xandra.

For Armani and Andrews, I’m not sure if there’s a clause against them dating, but knowing the backside of how Oscar operates, I’m pretty confident he can find a loophole.

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