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Fuck. She’s gonna say no.

Here’s the thing. I talked a good game. I even backed it up with actions. I was confident in the way I felt, in knowing with one thousand percent clarity that this girl was it for me. But what if she wasn’t as absolute as me?

What if she took one look at the ring I picked out and said she wasn’t ready to get married? What if she said the dreaded D-word?

Dating.

What if she wanted to date before committing to an entire lifetime? I’d never make it, bro. I didn’t half ass shit.

A hard slap on my back had me pitching forward with a strangled sound. Spinning around, I glared at Ryan.

“Stop freaking out. She’s going to say yes.”

“You think so?” I asked, hopeful.

He smiled. “She’d be crazy to say no, and Jess ain’t crazy.”

“I don’t know, bro. Some of that shit she makes us watch is kinda morbid,” Jamie said nearby.

“Oh, please, you love our movie nights,” Madison refuted.

Jamie grinned. “Well, yeah, but don’t tell Jess that. I think she likes when I scream.”

“You scream because you’re actually scared, not because Jess likes it,” Prism said.

“He ate that kid’s eyes, P,” Jamie said emphatically. “Probably didn’t even chew.”

I grinned, thinking of the family movie nights we’d started having at the Sinclair townhouse on a weekly basis. Jess was schooling everyone on all things scary movies. Just as a good final girl should.

We’d watched Jeepers Creepers, and I think it gave Jamie nightmares.

“Hey, you have something in common. You don’t chew your food either,” Ryan mused.

Rory giggled.

Jamie turned to her. “You think that’s funny, sis?”

She held up her hand, pinching together her thumb and forefinger so they barely touched. “Just a little.”

Moving fast, Jamie snatched her up, her loud squeals echoing around the natatorium. Jamie flipped her upside down and stalked to the edge of the pool, dangling her over the water by her legs.

“Jamie!” She gasped, trying to smack him in the legs. “Put me down.”

He jolted like he was going to drop her. “Down in the water, you mean?”

“Ryan!” Rory yelled.

Ryan stalked over to Jamie’s side. “All the blood is rushing to her head, bro. Her face is going to be as red as her hair.”

She gasped. “You admit it! Finally! My hair is red and not orange.”

Jamie swung her around, and Ryan grabbed her, pulling her into his chest. “Nah. You’ll always be my carrot.”

“This place looks great,” Landry said, leaning her head against Rush’s arm. “So romantic.”

“Now look what you did, Kruger. You make the rest of us look bad,” Rush bitched.

“I’m leveling up, bros. You can be boyfriends. I’m husband material.”

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