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She lifted a hand to his face, her fingers cool against the heat that had flooded his cheeks. “You’re so sweet, Colin.”

“Yeah, well.”

“I mean it. You know I love you, right?”

“I know.” He lifted his eyes to hers, soft with affection. Her hair tumbled down her back, raven black with cherry-cola streaks at her temples providing a sharp contrast to the soft white of her skin. She looked so much like she had the first time he’d met her, all those years ago in college, and a wave of fondness for her washed over him. “I love you, too.”

“Do you regret it?” she asked, a hint of fear clouding her gaze. “Last night?”

He covered the hand on his cheek with his own. “No.” He said it firmly, so she’d have no doubts. “No, last night was amazing. You were amazing. That you and Tuck would trust me to be part of that, help fulfill that fantasy? It was…”

“Amazing?” she filled in, and made him laugh.

And with it, the rest of his tension faded away. “Yeah.”

Her smile was relieved. “I’m glad.”

“I just want to make sure I’m not…that you don’t…” He blew out a breath. “I don’t want things to be weird between us now.”

“We won’t let it be,” she told him. “All right?”

Going with impulse, and because it was something he’d have done B.O.—Before the Orgy—he turned his head and pressed a kiss to her palm. “Deal.”

“Good.” She patted his cheek, then pulled her hand back and picked up her coffee. “And to answer the question, yes, I’m still sore, but it’s manageable.”

“Glad to hear it.”

“What’d you guys do after Tuck and I went to bed last night?”

“Watched another movie. Evan wanted a Marvel marathon, but he got outvoted, so we watched Glass Onion.”

“Again?” She propped her chin on her fist. “You’ve seen that a dozen times at least.”

“Yeah, but Spence hadn’t. So we watched that, then Evan went to bed and Spence and I did a few rounds of shots.”

Her eyebrows shot up. “You did shots with Spence?”

“It was a bad idea,” he admitted sheepishly and smiled when she let out a trilling laugh. “I threw in the towel after number four.”

“Smart,” she said, still laughing. “And how’s your head?”

“It’s not bad, considering. I took two ibuprofen and drank a glass of water before bed.”

“The magic formula,” she quipped.

“Still works, thank God.”

“You don’t usually drink like that.” She gestured with her mug. “At least not at Spence’s weight class.”

He shrugged. “I wasn’t ready to go to bed yet.” Wasn’t ready to lie above Evan in the dark, trapped by his cowardice.

“Hmmm.”

There was a wealth of knowledge and understanding in thathmmm, but to his relief, she just sipped her coffee.

With his cheeks burning anew, he cleared his throat. “You got plans for today? Hitting any of the Black Friday sales?”

“God, no.” She gave an exaggerated shudder. “You couldn’t pay me to set foot in a mall today. I do all my Christmas shopping online.”

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