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“You know what they say about proof,” Noah said.
“What?” Celine asked.
“The proof is in the pudding,” I answered.
“Actually,” Ava quipped, “the saying goes, the proof of the pudding is in the eating.”
We all frowned at her.
“That’s what it really is,” she said with a shrug.
I nodded. “Well, that’s the point. I say you wouldn’t last a day, and I’m willing to bet on it.”
“How much?” Noah asked.
“Ten grand,” I said.
Celine gasped. “You’re not betting on me like I’m some kind of racehorse.”
“Oh, I think we just did,” I said.
“Yeah, I’ll take that bet,” Noah said.
Celine cried out, shocked. “What? That’s not fair, you’re my brother! You’re supposed to be on my side!”
“If I’m taking the bet, I’m onyourside,” he said. “I’m betting Lorenzo ten grand that you’ll last longer than a day.”
“Oh, this can’t be good,” Ava said. “I don’t think you should go there.”
“Why not?” Noah asked.
Ava stared at him long enough that Celine squealed again.
“You think Noah will lose the bet?”
“I just don’t think camping is your thing,” Ava said apologetically. “And I can think of a lot of other things we can do with that money…”
Celine shook her head. “Thanks for that.”
Ava shrugged. “I’m just being realistic.”
“I thought you were on my side.” Celine pouted.
“I’m totally on your side,” Ava said, a smile playing around her lips. “You said camping isn’t your thing, and I agree with you.”
Celine huffed. It was beautiful to see her like this. I loved giving her shit. She was always ready to dish it out but she couldn’t always take it. She was also so fucking beautiful. It was when she was passionate about something—even if it was about something stupid like us teasing her—and that made her look like a vision. If there weren’t kids in the room with us, I would grab her and kiss her, pin her down and…
My cock grew harder in my pants just thinking about her body writhing against mine. Last night, she’d been so different with me. She’d been feisty as fuck, the way she always was, but she’d allowed me to take control, and that wasn’t something Celine usually did. It made me think that maybe, just maybe, there was a chance that I could scale that impossibly high wall she had around her and get to the girl she was on the inside.
I wished I could get to know her better without her clapping back at me all the time.
“You’re all assholes,” Celine grumbled.
“Asshole!” Warner cried out.
“Oh, shit,” Celine said.
“Shit!”
