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“I’m sure you are, Princess.” I chuckle.
As if she knows my every weakness, she pulls off her tank top and tosses it onto the chair behind her, leaving her in shorts and a bikini top. I swallow hard and try to focus but it’s no use. The shot goes wide, missing the table entirely and causing Roman to laugh.
“You don’t play fair.”
She smirks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I don’t miss the way she glances at Rome and back at me in a silent w
arning to play it cool. A part of me acknowledges I should tell her that he already knows, but I don’t want to scare her away. To her, it’s bad enough that Ivy and Tatum know what’s going on between us. The way she sees it is the fewer, the better.
As McKenna goes to take her shot, I pull my own shirt over my head. My bathing suit hangs low on my hips but I don’t bother fixing it. She chokes on her own saliva as her eyes gaze over my torso. Two can play this game.
“Take your shot, Princess.”
A low groan escapes from the back of her throat and she tries to focus. Just as she’s aiming the ball, I raise my arms above my head and stretch, making sure to flex in the process. She throws the ball so hard it hits Roman in the stomach. She glares at me, causing me to flash her a cocky grin in response.
McKenna may be completely distracted by me, but Ivy isn’t. She tosses the ball straight into the cup, tying the game up with one left for both sides. Roman goes first for our team. The ball bounces off the rim and onto the ground. I do my best to ignore McKenna as I focus on lining up my shot. I can see her moving in my peripheral vision so I close my eyes and let the ball leave my fingertips.
“Shit.” Ivy whines and I know I made it.
It’s McKenna’s turn. As she’s dunking the ball in the water cup to clean it off, I walk towards her. She puts her hands up and takes a step back.
“Stay on your side of the table, cheater.”
Laughter bubbles out of my mouth as I slip past her and go to the cooler to grab another beer. Just as I’m coming back, I slide myself against her backside and place my lips near her ear – careful to watch for Maverick.
“If you win, I’ll let you tie me up.”
She whimpers loud enough for only me to hear and her teeth sink into her bottom lip. I skate my hand against her lower back as I return to my spot. Her eyes meet mine. She raises one brow and doesn’t look away while she shoots the ball. It’s a perfect shot and I’d be a damn liar if I said I wasn’t impressed as hell. She’s so fucking sexy, it’s intoxicating.
The game goes into overtime and it’s the worst thing that could have happened for Roman and I. After we each miss our first shot, McKenna and Ivy both make theirs, sending the balls back to them. McKenna licks her lips as flicks the ball across the table and straight into the cup. My jaw drops and she winks. I don’t have to be a rocket scientist to know exactly what’s going through her mind. Still, this isn’t over.
Roman and I each make our shot, leaving only one cup left to send the game into double overtime. Rome goes first but misses by a hair. Just as I’m about to go, McKenna takes her sunglasses off her head and puts one of the temples into her mouth, sucking on it just enough to make my cock twitch. Before the ball even leaves my fingers, I know I’m completely screwed. She has me right where she wants me.
Sure enough, I miss the shot and they take the win. McKenna and Ivy hug in celebration. Roman turns to me and chuckles. He places his hand on my shoulder as he goes to walk past me.
“You’re so whipped. You know that, right?”
My eyes don’t leave McKenna, seeing the bright smile on her face as she laughs with Ivy. “I think I’m okay with that.”
Maverick comes back from getting more beer and calls for my help bringing it in from the car, effectively pulling my attention away from his sister. I give her one last look before disappearing into the house.
I’M STANDING WITH MAVERICK and Roman, listening to them discuss the new renovations Mav is planning at his office. I toss my opinion out there every few minutes, but I’m focused on McKenna. She seemed fine up until about twenty minutes ago when she started to look pale. Ivy is next to her but it’s driving me insane that I can’t be. All I want right now is to take her into my arms and make sure she’s okay.
After she came down with that stomach bug, she seemed fine no more than 24 hours later. Still, the way she’s looking right now makes me wonder if she got better at all. McKenna is a very stubborn person. If she doesn’t want to be sick, she will convince herself she’s not and make everyone else believe it too.
“What do you think, Colton?” Maverick asks.
“Huh?”
“Floor to ceiling windows or a more secluded looking office?”
Just like that, I’m wrapped back up in work as I explain to Maverick that while yes, a wall of windows makes him look like a big shot, it doesn’t do much when his view is of the building next door and he’s only three stories off the ground. He nods along as if he’s listening, but I know better. When he his mind is made up about something, there’s no changing it – opinion of a top notch architect be damned.
“Holy shit! Are you pregnant?!”
The sound of Ivy’s voice causes every one of us to freeze. My eyes meet McKenna’s and widen drastically as she slaps a hand over her best friend’s mouth. The entire world seems to stop spinning and I’m floating in an inescapable limbo. Pregnant? Is she pregnant?!
