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My heart drops. “Did she tell you we were together?”
“No. She played it off like you’re currently doing.” Ace laughs, slowly shaking his head. “It’s cool, bro. Your secret is safe with me.”
“There’s no secret to keep,” I protest.
“So, if I told Maguire that I saw you with your hand on his sister’s thigh at Logan’s, he wouldn’t care?”
Knox specifically sent me to sit with Blair to protect her, as he calls it. Yes, he would care.
A lot.
“Best if you never mention it,” I say as casually as possible.
“That’s what I thought.” He reaches out to slap me on the back again, nearly sending me a couple of steps forward. The kid is strong. “Like I said, your secret is safe with me.”
“Ooh, Ace, are you saying Camden Fields has secrets?” one of the women asks, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
“Anything to do with football and strategy? Yeah. I’m taking his secrets to the grave.” Our gazes meet and I wish I could tell him thank you, but I just nod my agreement.
I need to get the fuck out of here.
“I’m going to grab something to drink,” I tell Ace.
“Everything’s either in the kitchen or the backyard. Have fun, bro. Come back by and we can chat some more. I’ll be holding court here all night,” Ace says with a friendly smile.
I leave him with his harem of babes and make my way to the kitchen, my head spinning. Fucking Ace—he knows. Who else knows? Did anyone notice us? I thought we were being so sly. Ace was sitting right next to Blair on the other side of her, so I guess I should’ve assumed he might’ve seen something.
Here I was, overly confident while touching her under the table, and we still got caught. It’s fucking worrisome.
I enter the kitchen, appreciating that it’s not as crowded, even though this is where all the booze is. My gaze catches on a familiar blonde head and I’m filled with relief to see it’s Blair.
Only to be immediately filled with rage when I notice she’s with some random guy, who’s currently talking to her tits.
Without thinking, I approach them, stopping just behind Blair, my gaze fixed on the dude who’s still staring at her chest. Blair glances over her shoulder, doing a double take when she realizes it’s me, and she turns her back to the guy, the relief on her face obvious.
“Cam! There you are. I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” She’s louder than usual, her expression overly bright, and I get the sense she’s putting on a show.
Probably trying to get rid of the dickhead behind her. Hopefully.
“Oh yeah? Well, here I am.” I stare at her beautiful face, entranced for a second too long before I send a scathing look toward the dude. “Who’s your…friend?”
“Cohen.” The guy holds his hand out for me and I lean across Blair to briefly shake his hand, giving it an extra squeeze to flex my strength because I’m an asshole like that. “You were fucking amazing yesterday, bro.”
Bro. I’m not this guy’s bro.
“Thanks,” I say coolly, my gaze returning to Blair’s, who’s watching me with pure panic in her eyes. “You two just meet?”
“Yes,” she murmurs.
“Maguire’s sister,” Cohen tells me, like I’m an idiot. Like I don’t live with the very Maguire he’s referring to.
“Yeah, I know.” Blair turns to face Cohen, standing right next to me, and I sling my arm around her bare shoulders, staking my claim as I pull her into my side. Like we’re a couple or whatever. “Just a warning to you, Cohen. I’m as protective of her as her brother is. And that’s saying a lot.”
It’s quiet among the three of us, despite the party raging on around us. The music and the constant chatter. The people yelling outside, their good-natured shouts making me wish I was out there. The tension between me and Cohen grows the longer we watch each other. And the look of pure panic on Cohen’s face when he realizes I’m not playing is undeniable.
A wave of satisfaction washes over me. God, sometimes I really am an asshole, but this guy needs to get the hint.
“Noted,” Cohen says solemnly, his gaze flicking to the right. “Uh, I just spotted my friends over there. I’ll see you both later. Nice meeting you.”
