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floors. The man’s socks have no traction.

“He’s getting good and fucked tonight,”Micah signs. He’s not signing as much as he used to, but

we still use it when we have shit we don’t want to say out loud.

Holly elbows him in the stomach, and I cough out a laugh.

“Don’t be rude,” she mutters. She turns to Becca, Cara, Bree and Maya. “He said Declan’s getting

good and fucked tonight.”

Micah’s chest shakes with his laughter. “Right. Yes. Fucked. Sorry, ladies.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Kade mutters, tipping Becca off his lap, then hauling her up and over his

shoulder. Becca grabs two hands full of ass and lets out a ‘whoop’.

Jesus, my family’s embarrassing.

The rest of my family wanders off, leaving Jonas, Maya, and I. Jonas doesn’t look like he’s going

anywhere, and I’m about to politely ask him to leave when he speaks.

“Maya, would you like to work on my puzzle with me?”

“I love puzzles,” she says, clapping her hands. I groan in frustration as they wander across the hall

to his place. I trail them, because no way am I going to let Jonas scoop her.

Fucker’s not gonna steal my girl.

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MAYA

P anting, I flick the switch on the vibrator and toss it on the comforter. I throw my arms over my

head and fall back on the bed, letting myself just breathe.

I do not recognize the woman I’ve become.

Pleasant tingles run through me, and I have to laugh. How did I go from infrequent, dare I say

boring, masturbation to this?

I’ve been corrupted by Bree. That’s for sure. That sex shop was a revelation. Who knew that a

tiny little vibrator could feel that good? I sure didn’t. And who knew picturing Zach tugging at that

tie…so slowly…would ramp the heat up to eleven.

With a little groan, I force myself through my Monday morning routine, pulling on a silky-looking

top and pant combo that feels like I’m wearing air.

I hate to admit it, but Zach’s right. Wearing the admittedly ugly dresses I do has become a sort of

statement to the world. It’s easier to think someone doesn’t like you because of the way you dress,