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Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.“Morning!”

Startled, I jolted up with a strangled yell, blankets falling around my waist. “Win!” I gasped, yanking the blankets to make sure my lower half stayed covered.

“Guess I don’t have to ask if things went well last night,” he quipped, shoving another gigantic bite of cereal into his mouth as he stood at the foot of the bed, staring.

Max groaned, arm looping around my waist and making butterflies take off in my stomach.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” I demanded as a hot blush pooled in my cheeks.

Hearing that, Max stiffened, lifting his head to gape at our brother. “What the fuck, Win?” he yelled, throwing the pillow from under his head at him.

Dodging it, Win looked offended. “I’m eating.”

“Go eat somewhere else,” Max grumped, then seemed to realize we were in bed, naked. Grabbing the covers, he shoved them up to my chin. “Don’t look at him!”

Win cackled. “Guess I don’t have to ask if you’re naked.”

“Get out!” we both yelled.

Win chomped some more. “Rude. I waited all night to see if my matchmaking worked.”

“I knew it!” Max roared, forgetting about the blankets to let them fall and glaring at my brother. “You totally did that on purpose.”

“Did the arrow I drew help you find your way?” he goaded.

I choked.

“Youdid that!” Max fumed, launching himself toward the end of the bed.

I caught him around the waist, towing him back.

“Let go!” he demanded. “He deserves it.”

“You’re naked.” I reminded him.

“So?” He challenged.

“So if you get out of this bed naked, so will I.”

His eyes narrowed dangerously. “The fuck you will.”

“Lovers’ first spat?” Win wondered.

“Shut up!” we both snapped.

Crunch. Crunch, Crunch.Win went back to eating, but he continued to stand there and stare.

“What time is it?” I grumbled.

“Ten,” Win answered.

A moment of panic slapped me, and then I remembered I wasn’t cleared for swimming yet and this morning had been a light swim anyway. They were probably just finishing up at the pool. Glancing around, I saw my phone where I put it last night after we cleaned up and I found it in my jeans.

There was an unread text from Ryan.Breakfast at eleven.

Reaching into my lap, Max tilted the phone so he could read the screen. When he saw, he grunted. “You wanna go?”

My stomach growled loudly.

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