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“Oh?” My brows rise at this newly gleaned bit of information. I had no idea.
I impatiently wait for him to add more details, but he remains silent, gaze locked on the television screen. This is where the situation gets tricky. As much as I’d like to interrogate the guy, I don’t want to rouse suspicion.
So, I drum my fingers on my knee and give it a few minutes before casually dropping another question. “I assume Carina’s with her?”
A slow grin moves across Ryder’s lips as a knowing glint sparks in his bright blue eyes.
Busted
“Yup.” He cocks his head. “Jules sent a few pics. Looks like they’re having a blast at Blue Vibe.”
Blue Vibe?
She’d better not be having too good a time.
“What was that?” he asks, popping a brow. His voice has turned positively giddy.
Fuck. I didn’t realize I’d muttered the comment out loud. I really need to get my shit under control.
Attempting to buy a little bit of time, I tip the bottle of beer to my lips and take a long swig before responding. “Didn’t say a word.”
Ryder strokes his chin. “Huh. I must be hearing things.”
“You should really get that checked out,” I mutter.
He smiles like the asshole he is. “I’ll be sure to do that.”
“That club is a meat market. You’re not worried about her?”
Damn.
I really don’t know when to stop, do I?
“Nope.” He pops the P at the end. “’Cuz I know exactly who she’s coming home to at the end of the night.” He taps his chest. “This guy.”
“For fuck’s sake,” her brother grumbles from across the room. “Can you just stop? I liked it better when you two ignored each other. This shit is brutal.”
Colby breaks away from the girl he’s kissing long enough to say, “If I’d known it would bother you so much, McKinnon, I would’ve made a play for her years ago.”
Maverick gives him a one-finger salute. “Like she’d give your ugly ass the time of day. The girl has standards, and you don’t meet them.”
“Bet?” He glances at Ryder before grinning. “You know I don’t mean it, McAdams. I’m just giving McKinnon a little shit.”
All of Ryder’s previous humor dies a quick death. “Say another word about Juliette and we can take this up on the ice.”
Unperturbed by the threat of bodily harm, Colby goes back to making out with the raven-haired chick sitting astride his lap. Five minutes later, a brunette settles beside him and attempts to get in on the action. I’m half wondering if a fight will erupt when one girl pulls the other toward her for a long lip lock.
Colby grins as he runs his hands over both of them.
I can only shake my head before glancing around the living room. He’s certainly not the only guy getting busy. And there’s more than one couple who’ve already shed their clothing. Some of these people have no problem putting on a show. And hey, if that’s what you want to do and it’s consensual, go for it.
I’m not going to lie—it’s one of the reasons I avoid the couch. The damn thing would probably glow like a Christmas tree under a black light.
Even the thought grosses me out.
When I catch Bridger’s gaze, he gives me a chin lift. Instead of kicking back with a cold one, he’s nursing a bottle of water.
I don’t bother to ask what his deal is.
