Page 57 of Fighting For It


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The corner of his mouth tugged up. “Definitely.”

The expo was taking place in a different convention center than the auction had. Oz met us near a side entrance, away from everyone else. He gave us both a nod as we approached, and as I drew within his arm’s reach, he pulled me close for a long kiss.

“Not sure which of you I’m more jealous of.” Graham’s teasing was gruff.

Was the other day in the park more than a one-time thing? I could handle that.

“Do you want a kiss too?” Oz asked.

Graham’s cheeks darkened. “Maybe later.”

Okay, that was super adorable that he was not only shy around Oz, but that they were actually being playful around each other.

I stepped between them, feeling ten million percent better with my hands occupied by theirs, and we headed inside. In the convention room, we were just another group of people that no one gave a second glance to.

Geez that felt good after more than a week of being everyone’s focus. I was content to be at the center of my guys’ world, and no one else’s.

There was a stage at the far end of the room. Two long tables sat up there, holding four computers each. Giant screens hung behind them, presumably so everyone in the room could see what was being played.

There were maybe only a couple hundred people here. A huge crowd for a house party, but small for something like this.

“What is this for?” Maybe I should’ve asked sooner, but I hadn’t been concerned with the details beyond spending the night with Oz and Graham.

“I’m sworn to secrecy,” Oz said. “In fact, I didn’t know until I got here this afternoon, and they only told me because I had to be on hand while they tested everything.”

“Ooh.” Graham dragged out the syllable. “Super Secret Secret Squirrel.”

“Something like that.” Oz chuckled.

“...be ashamed...”

The isolated snatch of conversation crawled up my neck.

“You guys made it.” Judith joined us. She looked me over with a faint smile. “Hey. Twins.”

Sure enough, our outfits could’ve been built from the same template. Except her trousers screamed professional and tailored while mine whimpered off the rack at Walmart, and her top was silk in a gorgeous wine color that complimented her perfectly.

Judith owned the room and I looked like a little girl playing pretend.

I pushed aside the doubt and smiled. “Apparently I’ve got good taste.”

Graham raised my hand to lick the back. “Best taste ever.”

Gross, but sweet.

“...no shame...”

“...years younger...”

I pushed out the background conversations. This morning’s interview wasn’t going to make me paranoid.

“We’re going to start soon, but I wanted to talk to you first,” Judith said. “Find me when the main event is over, because I want your opinions. Especially Luna’s.”

Now I was extra curious. “About what?”

“You’ll see.” Judith stepped away with a wave.

“...clueless...”

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