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“What’s with the welcoming party?”

“We need to talk.” Storm nods his head toward the house, and I climb the steps without hesitation.

I follow after him, wondering what the hell I’ve missed in the week I’ve been away from the business.

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

ISLA

“And then I shit you not, he called me mommy.”

I howl with laughter, tears falling against my cheeks as Bella recalls the horror date she went on last night. It’s the most recent in an endless number of them, and each one only seems to make me laugh harder.

This girl has no luck with dating.

“It’s not funny,” she whines, taking a long swig of Doc’s expensive whiskey.

He said we couldn’t go out tonight, but he didn’t say anything about no drinking.

“It’s a little funny.” I smirk.

“I just don’t understand guys our age,” she groans and falls against the plush lounge. “You had the right idea, marrying a guy twice your age and skipping all this bullshit.”

I laugh. If only she knew this wasn’t really a choice I made, but more of a happy accident.

“Does Doc have any brothers? I wouldn’t mind a hot brooding giant of my own.”

I throw back the rest of my drink, giggles pouring from me for the first time in so long. Being with Bella is effortless. Wenever had that awkward start to our friendship where we didn’t know what to talk about. Every day has come naturally, and we never seem to run out of things to talk about. “Sadly no. He’s an only child.” Or at least I’m pretty sure he is. Admittedly we haven’t spoken much about his family, or mine for that matter. For the last week, we’ve been exploring each other, and I’ve been enjoying every single second. Lord does that man know how to use his dick, and he does, every chance I give him.

“Damn.” She sighs.

I refill our drinks and take a sip of mine. “I’m sure there will be an end to all this bad luck soon.”

“Girl, I hope so, because I can’t keep doing this shit. At some point I’m going to get a BOB and call it a day with six cats.”

“A BOB?” I raise a brow.

“Battery-operated boyfriend. I mean, not like I don’t have one now, but I might have to expand my collection if I give up on real men.”

Another giggle escapes my throat. Having Bella around is almost enough to soothe the sting of Bree’s rejection. But I can’t swap one best friend for another because they’re different people. I can love them both and still be a good friend. If only my oldest friend would return my messages.

“I mean, at least you’d always finish.”

“You have a point there.” She taps her lip with her pointer finger as if she’s seriously considering the idea. “Hey! I’m certain Doc isn’t leaving you wanting for orgasms.” She waggles her eyebrows.

Heat spreads across my cheeks as I take another sip of whiskey. It’s not as if I’ve never gossiped with friends about men, but this is different. He’s my husband. My much older husband who also took my virginity and gives me no less than five orgasms a day. “I mean, you’re not wrong.”

“You’re a lucky girl, Isla. The things I’d do to have a man like him manhandling me.” She bites her lip suggestively, and we fall into a pile of giggles.

This is exactly what I needed.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

DOC

No matter how fast I drive, it takes too fucking long to get home to my girl.

I knew she was already asleep when I left the estate, because I’d spent most of the night watching her and Bella drinking my whiskey and giggling on the couch like they had no worries in the world.

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