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His words were cut off by someone to his left that stepped in his line of vision.

August only shook her head.

“Did he drink a lot tonight?” she asked Beni.

He shrugged. “A little. Just enough.”

“Enough for what?”

Beni winked. “To make it look good.”

She had no idea what he was talking about.

“Well, an answer on this one would be great,” Cam said, waving the phone.

August gave her a look. “I don’t need three bedrooms.”

“Besides, she’ll probably be staying with me anyway.”

Beni grinned when August swung his way.

“We didn’t discuss that,” she said.

“Do you really want to jump between apartments throughout the week? A night at my place, one at yours—that seems … like a waste.”

He wasn’t wrong.

At the same time …

“I’ve lived alone for years.”

“And I slept alone for years,” he countered. “But now I sleep better when you’re in bed, too. What’s the difference?”

Uh …

“I will turn your place into a girl’s haven. You will have to deal with Cam constantly. I wake up at six every day because I need that extra time for my hair. You don’t have nearly enough books in your place. Oh, and you snore.”

Beni guffawed. “I do not.”

Okay, so he didn’t.

“And you know you’re considering it because all those reasons you just gave are excuses. Admit it.”

“Stop making good arguments for crazy things,” she said, trying not to sound whiney.

Across the booth, Camilla giggled. She hid her face by looking down at her phone, but it didn’t matter because August had still heard it.

Damn her.

“Later?” he asked.

August nodded. “Definitely coming back to this later.”

“Works for me.”

Of course.

Because he was getting what he wanted.