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He leaned on the island and took a sip of his wine. “I’m going to invite Jules over.”

Rand sat up straight. “Oh, sure. I’ll get out of your way.”

“Dude, it’s not just for me.”

Rand stared at the floor. “I thought it was just a one-night thing.”

Tris shrugged. “What if I don’t want it to be?”

Rand’s eyebrows furrowed, and then he took another big swallow of wine. For fuck’s sake, it wasn’t soda.

But Tristan managed not to snarl at him. Barely.

“More her call than mine.” Rand huffed out a breath. “Or ours, even.”

Tristan dug his phone out of his back pocket and dashed off a quick text. “Guess we’ll see then, won’t we?”

Randy slid off the chair. “What did you do?”

“Texted her. Asked her to come over for pizza. I told you I wanted her to come over.”

Rand stalked across the kitchen to the bottle and refilled his glass. “I’m not into games.”

“It’s not a game. It’s having fun. I know you must have learned the definition sometime during your lifetime.”

“Fuck off.”

Tris set down his glass. “Seriously, you need to calm down. It’s just three single people having fun. I know you were into it.”

“That’s not the point. One night is cool.”

“Dude, you wouldn’t know cool if it bit you on the tip of your dick.”

Rand’s hands fisted. “I’m not the one who came up with the bright idea.”

“But you were sure as shit in there when you were invited.”

“I had to be invited. She doesn’t think of me that way.”

Tristan lifted his glass again. And there was the problem. Idiot was so into her he couldn’t see straight. Maybe this would get him over the hump.

Tris grinned. “She does now. She wasn’t interested in playing the next morning without you, bud.”

Rand frowned and his fingers loosened. “What?”

“Yup.” Tris took a longer sip, the hint of spice remaining on his tongue. Much like a certain woman he couldn’t seem to forget. “So let’s not screw it up by being all thinky. She’s a great chick who is open minded and fun to be around.”

Rand gripped the edge of the island.

“Unless you have a problem with me being in the picture.” Tris tried to keep his tone level. “Is that the issue?

Rand’s gaze snapped up to Tristan’s. “No. I mean I’m not looking to hook up with you so much as I’m okay with sharing her. I just didn’t think I’d ever say those words, that’s all.”

“I’ve played around before, but nothing like the other night.” Tris refilled his glass. “I can’t deny I want to see where it could go.”

Randy’s gaze drifted to Tristan’s phone on the counter. “Guess we’ll see now, won’t we?”

Chapter Eleven

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