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I had no idea what shit had gone down between the two of them, though what I’d once assumed was a more-or-less mutual infatuation had obviously turned south—and now neither one of them seemed able to either completely ignore or tolerate theother.

I looked at my sister across the fire. Jessa caught my eye and swiftly flashed her infamous bratty look—the one that earned her the nickname “bratface” among my friends, years ago, when they were all crushing on her but wouldn’t admit it in front of me; it was the face she’d given me as a little girl when I pissed her off. I didn’t even know she was still capable of that look, yet she’d been in Brody’s vicinity for mere hours, and now there itwas.

I didn’t love it, but not much I could do. I wasn’t exactly a relationshipexpert.

The fact that I’d managed to get Katie to the altar still kind of stunnedme.

I looked at Brody. He pretended not to notice Jessa sulking and leveled me with a gray look. “Quit being a fucking hero and take your woman to bed,” hemuttered.

“Uh-huh.” I stared at him, gauging his reaction to my words. “Guess someone should get laidtonight.”

He didn’t touch that. Just sipped his beer and pretended he hadn’t heard me. But he still wouldn’t look at mysister.

“Don’t worry about it,” he finally said, when he could feel me staring athim.

And I realized I didn’t have to. Not really. Brody was one of the good ones. If I’d ever had qualms about the idea of any of my friends hooking up with my sister—and I did—Brody wasn’t one of them. Still; if he didn’t pull his head out of his ass and quit putting that bratty look on her face, I was gonna have to say something to him about it…sometime.

My wedding night, though, was not thattime.

But at least one thing I knew for sure: Brody wasn’t gonna let Zane or anyone else fuck withJessa.

I sighed. “Babe,” I said, standing up and extending a hand to Katie. “Let’sgo.”

Katie beamed her sweet smile up at me, like she’d been waiting on those words all night. She took my hand and I yanked her to her feet. She fell against me, her tits squishing against my chest, just like I wanted themto.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned down to give her a kiss. It was soft and slow, and earned us a bunch of whoops and growls from theguys.

So maybe I was showing off. Abit.

Then we did the obligatory round of goodnight hugs and kisses and backslaps. We got congratulated, yet again. Then I picked up my new wife and tossed her over my shoulder, despite her mild protests, and finally, we got the fuck out ofthere.

“Don’t come back ’til she’s popped your cherry!” Zane called after us as we disappeared into the dark of thetrees.

“Go easy on him, Katie!” Dylan added. “He’s new atthis!”

And then my friends all laughed, which was understandable. They were, after all,jealous.

I couldn’t blame them forthat.

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Sneak Peek: Dirty Like Seth

Dirty Like Seth (Dirty #3)

They all thought they knewhim…

but she knew hisheart.

Seth Brothers had it all: the hottest album in the world, more money than he’d ever dreamed of, and Dirty—the band he loved like family. But as Dirty hit the big time, Seth hitbottom.

Now all Seth’s got is the guitar on his back, a heart full of regrets, and one last chance to get it all back… including the one thing he neverexpected.

Her.

Elle Delacroixhasit all—talent, money, fame… except the one thing that trulymatters.

Love…

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