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“Really?” Archie raised his brows. “Already keeping score? C’mon, babe, gotta tell me where I fall. Birthday boy gets his way, remember?”

“Nope,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s a trap. Not falling into that trap.”

“You said my ass rated a seven, and you still won’t tell me a seven on what scale,” Coop argued. “If we’re going to have a make you scream contest, we need rules and to know where we stand.”

“Screaming orgasms?” Jake offered. “Number of?”

“Overall or per event?” Archie asked. “Because I go for three or four at least every time.”

I ducked my head to eat my cereal and found Ian watching me with a sympathetic smile. “For what it’s worth, I know what my score is,” he murmured. “But if we play this game, I definitely want in.”

Frozen, I stared at him as milk dripped off the spoonful of cereal halfway to my mouth. Had he just said…?

“Oh man, Bubba’s starting in the handicapped position,” Jake mused. “We should account for that in the scoring system.”

“Boys.” I was so proud my voice didn’t crack. “Do you ever want to get laid again?”

“Okay, new topic,” Archie said. “We’ll discuss this later.”

I dropped my spoon back into the bowl and snagged a placemat off the table to whack Archie with, even as he laughed. He wrapped his arms around me from the back and started nuzzling my chin and then my neck until I laughed.

“Forgive us? We love to compete,” he whispered against my ear. “You know we do. You’re not a prize, though admittedly, I do feel like I won the lottery.”

“Dude you have more money than the lottery,” Coop supplied, and Archie glared at him. Raising his hands, Coop still grinned, utterly unrepentant. “Just saying. Archie’s right, we’re not counting you as the prize.”

“We’re counting your pleasure as the prize.” Jake leered playfully, and I groaned.

“You’re all terrible.”

“Hey,” Ian argued. “I’m not, Angel. Not yet anyway.” The playfulness in his eyes beckoned to me. I hadn’t lied when I told Jake I wanted to trust him. I really, really did. “But I think they have the right idea. Wanna help me cheat?”

“Cheat?” All three guys echoed.

“Sure,” Ian said with a grin. “I’ll be on Frankie’s team. It’ll be us against the three of you. The one who gives her the most orgasms wins.”

Yep, I was pretty sure I was going up in flames, and I must have lost some braincells in the conflagration, because I was seriously tempted to take him on the offer right then and there. Not appropriate, yeah, I know.

“Well, this should be interesting,” Archie mused, kissing my cheek. “Now everyone stop picking on her. My birthday, I’m the only one who gets to do this.”

That elicited more laughter, but at least we got breakfast finished.

“We need to get moving or we’re going to miss the fireworks,” Jake said.

“Definitely don’t want to miss those.” Archie’s grin grew. “I personally want front row seats.”

Even after everything I learned from Cheryl the night before, I couldn’t bring myself to feel bad for Sharon. Honestly, I had—for a little while anyway—felt bad about how things had worked out for her. But that feeling had effectively died in the bathroom that day when she went on and on about how she’d only wanted to get rid of me. She’d waited until I was out of the picture to make a move on Ian.

I still needed to talk to him, but it was Archie’s birthday and I liked to spoil the guys. I’d find time for him though, I had to. At school, we were all at our table in the cafeteria when the video sent. It buzzed everyone’s phones, and I was sipping coffee when the first wave of laughter hit.

Rachel dropped into the chair on my other side and held out a bag of M&Ms. “Too early for popcorn,” she admitted, and I grinned.

With Archie’s arm around me, we queued up the video on my phone. Ian and Jake had their own phones out, but Coop had his gaze planted across the room. Stretching out my foot, I bumped Ian’s, and he glanced at me.

‘You okay?’ I mouthed the words more than spoke them. His whole expression softened, and he nudged my foot back as he nodded.

The video opened with a close-up of Sharon coming out of the bathroom. Dude, I did not want to know where that shot came from. But the voice over was all her.

“You know what’s the worst part? I would have done anything he asked but he’s only got eyes for her. He could have me anywhere, anytime, but nope. No dice. What the hell does she have that I don’t?”

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