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My breath accelerated. “Yes.”

His dark eyes were intensely focused on me. “Beg me.”

I shuddered. “Wes, please! Please blow me. I’m dying here. I need—fuck!”

Wes dove down, taking me deep. He couldn’t have done this even a week ago, but we’d gotten in a lot of practice this weekend. His tongue worked the underside of my cockhead, and I shivered. When he plunged down again, swallowing around me, I was gone, giving a strangled warning as I spurted over his tongue.

Wes sucked me through it, then finished himself off with a few hard strokes, and climbed up my body to kiss me.

“All right, now you can get out of bed,” he said.

I snorted. “So you’re done enjoying your fiancé just like that, huh?”

He grinned. “Nah. I’ll enjoy claiming you as mine in public too.”

My stomach clenched with nerves. His words were a reminder that we’d be going out as an official couple for the first time. Gossip would have traveled by now, of course, but we hadn’t left our place all weekend. Tonight would be our first taste of how our neighbors were going to take the news.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay,” Wes said.

I swallowed. “I know.”

He brushed one more kiss across my lips. “Come on. Let’s go face the music before you think yourself into an ulcer.”

He knew me so well.

By the time we’d showered and dressed, I’d gotten my nerves under control. The most important people already knew the truth about us. If a few neighbors didn’t approve, we could handle that.

We picked up Fisher at our parents’ house, and then drove downtown to The Stag. Wes slung an arm over my shoulder, and I wrapped mine around his waist, taking strength from the closeness, even if it did make us more conspicuous as we entered the pub with Fisher.

We were claiming each other for everyone to see.

There were second looks and hushed whispers as we passed the bar. Loretta, an old regular, grinned our way. “Iknewyou two were too close for brothers,” she crowed.

Her comment unleashed a wave of chatter, some of it directed our way, and some of it just said to the room at large.

But they’re brothers…

They’re only stepbrothers.

Still kinda weird though, right?

I always knew those two were hiding something…

Percy Helix, one of our trivia rivals and Clark’s worst date ever, stepped into our path, scowling. “You lied before. You said you weren’t together!”

“Pretty sure you drew your own conclusions,” I said.

That first visit to The Stag we had let people believe our marriage was a prank, but we’d never outright announced anything.

“Yeah, what did he say, Beck?” Wes asked. “Something about us not having any chemistry?”

“Clearly, he was wrong about that,” Fisher muttered. “If you guys had any more chemistry, you’d have to charge everyone here admission to the show.”

Wes chuckled. “Jealous?”

“Yes,” Fisher said emphatically. “Have mercy on the horny virgin and stop making out at every opportunity.”

My face heated as I recalled the way Wes had kissed me at the last stoplight, the two of us so gone that Fisher had to tell us to break it up when the light turned green.

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