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“A test drive. I get that.” Lyn sounded completely unfazed.
“Sadie?” I asked. Her silence and flat expression had me worried.
She shrugged. “You grew up together. Isn’t that weird?”
Even though her question mimicked my earlier thoughts, defensiveness filled me. “So did you and Jax.”
“True.” Sadie’s tone wasn’t as convincing as I’d hoped. “I get it. I mean not really, because eww... but I guess if I weren’t related, I could see the attraction to Chase. And your boss? Score.” Her smile was a relief.
“That’s what I said,” Luke called.
This wasn’t bad. Much closer to best-case scenario than worst. “So we’re good?” I asked.
“As long as no one hurts anyone’s feelings, we’re fine.” Sadie winked.
“And also, as long as you make time for us still between work and your fuck boys,” Lyn added.
I grinned. “Deal. Talk to you soon.” I disconnected and dropped my phone back in my purse.
Pleasant shivers raced over me when Chase nuzzled my ear. “Feel better, now that you have Moms’ permission?”
“Could you not?” I mimicked Sadie’s words from earlier, my tone as light as my mood.
Luke climbed from the bed to join us, and stood in front of me. “I like the idea of being a fuck boy. It’s got a ring to it.” He lifted my chin, and I met his gaze. “You were right yesterday.”
“About what?”
“It’s going to be hard to get any work done today.”
My smile grew. The silly one that had flitted in and out since last night. “We’ll manage. You have faith in me.”
“Smart man.” Chase settled his hands on my hips.
This was perfectly delicious. I could handle being sandwiched between the two of them over and over and over. “We don’t have to go into the office, do we?” I let disappointment mingle with teasing.
“You probably should.” Chase planted a row of kisses up the side of my neck.
I tilted my head, to give him better access, careful not to break away from Luke’s touch. “Easy for you to say. You’re not going with us.”
“This went so much better than we planned.” Luke murmured against my lips.
My laugh faded as his words sank in, dragging ice through my veins. “Planned?”
