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This is the only diner in town, and we’ve been coming here our entire lives. The old whitewashed brick walls, booths covered in robin’s egg blue leather with white trim, and robin’s egg blue laminate tables with chrome edging are as familiar to me as the yellow cupboards and butcher block counters in our kitchen at the farm. Old farm tools and black and white photographs cover the walls. Pictures of tractors, people, and livestock. The whole front of the diner is made of enormous glass windows, looking out over Grove Street, the main street in Western Springs.

The owner and head server, Dolores, is older than the hills. She still tells me I’m a growing boy every time I come in here, and she always brings us extra hash browns.

Jarret and Jensen get to the front door of the diner right before Jasper and I do.

“Shit, there’s Gunnar and Lily. Let’s go join ’em,” Jarret calls out.

My eyes snap from the old jukebox in the corner that reminds me of my mom giving each of us a quarter to play a song when we used to come here to search for Lily. When my eyes meet hers, she looks panicked for a second. But then her big brown eyes narrow and her open lips close. When I grin at her, she looks away.

She looks so pretty this morning. She’s wearing another dress, this one with some sort of old-fashioned paisley print in different shades of green. And it goes up to her neck, but leaves her arms bare. I don’t need her to wear a low-cut top and show off those perfect tits to every other man here. I know exactly what’s under that dress she’s wearing. She let me see every inch of her last night. I’ve tasted every inch of her. Lily’s not showing any skin, and she still looks hot as fuck.

Jasper beats me to it and slides into the booth to sit next to her. That leaves me to sit across the table from her, so I’ll only get to stare at her lips and tits while I eat. It’s not nearly as good as her warm thigh pressed against mine, her body pressed close against me. Her sweet brown sugar and cinnamon smell making me want to lick every inch of her. But it’s going to have to do.

“Table’s a bit crowded,” Lily mutters under her breath.

“Since when do you not think the more the merrier?” Gunnar asks her, frowning.

I want to punch him right in the face for frowning at her.

When she rolls her eyes at him, just like she did at me so many times last night, that pisses me off even more. And makes my dick tug against my thigh. Lily rolling her eyes is never not going to pull on my dick.

But Lily didn’t suck anyone else at this table’s dick last night, did she? She didn’t let him fuck her up against her kitchen door. And then bring him back to her bed and let him fuck her some more. She didn’t wake up naked next to any of them.

Nope.

That was just me.

“Seems like you’re touchy this morning. Must have worked up an appetite or something last night.” I’m looking straight at her and only at her. Talking only to her.

“Nope. Just in a hurry to start my day. Lots of important, grown-up things to do today, kid.”

Everyone talks around us across the booth, but I can’t take my eyes off her. Even if she’s looking everywhere but at me. I really want her to look at me. But when she finally does, I wish it was for a different reason.

“We forgot to tell you, Lil. Jameson just got home. Did the walk of shame and everything this morning,” Jasper tells her, with a laugh.

Lily’s eyes jump to my face.

“Did he?” Lily’s voice is so tight, I think it might break. No one else seems to notice but me.

Jasper grins down at her. “Yeah, little shit won’t tell us who he fucked, either.”

“Come on, just tell us. You know we’re going to figure it out. It’s a small fucking town,” Jensen adds.

“He’s probably ashamed of her. She’d have to be pretty fucking questionable to fuck our little brother,” Jarret says.

Lily’s face tightens, and I’m feeling downright homicidal at my brothers talking about her like this. Not that they know it’s her. None of them would ever talk about Lily like this. And every single one of us would beat the shit out of any man who did.

“Ashamed? Please. The girl’s hot as fuck. Last night was hot as fuck. I’m the luckiest guy in the world after how I spent last night,” I say to Lily and only Lily.

Then she smiles slowly, and it looks forced. Not a huge Lily smile.

“Are we sure he didn’t just spend the night in his truck with his hand?” When she holds up one of her small hands and wriggles her fingers, all I can think about is how good that hand felt on my dick last night.

Everyone laughs.

Everyone except me.

“Good point, Lil. What woman in her right mind would spend the night with this guy?” Gunnar elbows me in the ribs, and I have to pin my arms tight to my body to stop myself from hitting him.

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