Page 264 of Barinov

“Welllllll,” Knox cringes, eyeing me over the rim of his steaming mug. “About that.”

“Oh no,” I groan. “They didn’t show up too, did they?”

Knox shakes his head. “No they’re stuck back in New York with your dad. But…”

“But what?”

“Hales FaceTimed them,” he blurts out. “They saw the entire production, man.”

“Haley!” I say, the pounding in my head growing louder.

“In my defense,” Haley says, her sunglasses shading her eyes while she sits at the bar sipping coffee. “I do not remotely remember doing that so it could be bullshit.”

“It’s not,” Lex laughs.

Before anyone can pile on another embarrassing memory, Brett strolls into the kitchen and snatches up a strip of bacon.

“So…” he mutters, looking around the room. “Were Ty, Rez, and I seriously the only people at this lake who weren’t fucking like rabbits?”

“What?” I ask.

“Oh yeah.” Brett points toward Marisol who’s lounging on Zeke’s lap in the recliner. “Somebody likes praying during their freaky time.”

Marisol drops her face into Zeke’s shoulder. “Oh my God.”

“Exactly,” Brett says. “That’s all I heard from your room.”

His eyes find Haley. “Hales.”

She slowly looks up. “What?”

“You’re a giggler, sweetheart.”

“No I’m not,” she snaps.

“You are,” Rez says from the couch.

Brett winks at her, chomping on a strip of bacon as he nears Lex. “And Mr. Russian here gets all loud and forgets English when he’s balls deep in these two.”

“He tried to get me to translate,” Rez says to Lex.

“But your damn cousin is way too loyal and wouldn’t budge,” Brett gripes.

“Respect,” Lex says, reaching over to fistbump Rez.

“I got your back,” Rez laughs.

Brett points the last little bit of bacon toward Ellie. “And Buttercup…”

I don’t like where this is going.

“I am not even going to begin to talk about whatever I heard coming from you and our brother’s room.”

“And to think,” Ty says, turning the burner off. “We’ve got another night here.”

Perfect.

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