Page 8 of The Wrong Pick


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“Shit, I’m not smashing anything, so I don’t give a damn about what you’re doing,” Jace said, his deep voice holding a slight edge.

“You idiots are on speaker phone,” Neal snaps, shooting me an apologetic look. I shake my head.

I’m so used to Luke and Jace’s foul mouths by now, they don’t even get a blush out of me anymore. Though, when Neal and I first started dating, they had a lot of fun embarrassing me with suggestive jokes and quips. Jace told me one day that it was only fun because of the way I reacted, so I stopped reacting.

“Sorry, Belle,” they both chime. I laugh making my way around the bed to our suitcases. As I start gathering toiletries to shower, Neal is going back and forth with his brothers about whether or not they should stay home or meet us in Las Vegas. They both are insisting that we’ll have so much more fun if they’re here with us. My eyes are rolling before I even realize what I’m doing.

In my shower, I’m contemplating dinner options and what we could do for the night. We’re both tired, so it might be better to take it easy and rest. Tomorrow is an entire day to fill.

The shower curtain slips back revealing Neal on the other side. Water instantly starts spraying on the floor.

“Pick up where we left off?” he asks.

“You know I hate shower sex,” I say, relishing the way his eyes follow my hands as I rub soap all over my breasts.

“You’ll need help washing your back,” he replies.

“Mm, I think I’ll be okay. Besides, I’m starving. Let’s pick somewhere to eat.”

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