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I put my face in my hands and groaned. “You guys are so embarrassing. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing. Just like I told Alex, he’s already stated more than once that he’s not looking for anything. He told me he didn’t know what we were doing, but he was just enjoying the company of a beautiful woman. So if anything, it would turn into a one-sided situation that would leave me hurt if I was dumb enough to fall for a guy like him,” I explained, just as the front door opened.

O’Shea walked in and paused, looking at the three of us with a raised brow.

“What’s up, ladies?” he asked.

“You’re off already?” I asked him.

“Nah. Just grabbing something to eat. On my lunch break right now,” he answered and headed toward the kitchen. Alex and Ava watched him until he disappeared.

“He’s fucking sexy. I wouldn’t care if he never fell in love; I’d bang him every day,” Alex admitted.

Ava rolled her eyes. “Sure. Now it’s totally weird hearing you talking about banging other people when you’re dating my brother.”

“Just saying,” Alex said, lifting her hands in defense.

“Ash, are we out of turkey?” O’Shea called from the kitchen.

“It should be in the drawer with the rest of the lunch meat!” I called back.

“Yeah, I don’t see it in here,” he said back. I sighed and stood up from the couch.

“I’ll be right back, guys,” I muttered, and headed to the kitchen. O’Shea leaned against the counter near the fridge, holding the opened package of turkey slices in one hand while chewing what I assumed was a slice of turkey. “What the hell?”

He put a finger to his lips and put the turkey on the counter, pulling me to him and pressing his lips to mine. I looked up at him with wide eyes when he finally pulled away.

“I’d wanted to do much more than that on my lunch break, but you were saved by your friends,” he whispered. I looked toward the living room, hearing Ava and Alex talking amongst themselves.

“Maybe it was a good thing. I have to start taking calls as soon as they leave anyway.”

“Too bad I won’t be able to listen in on those calls,” he murmured, kissing my neck.

“O’Shea! We gotta show you something!” Ava called out. I jumped away from him and moved back just as Ava and Alex appeared in the kitchen.

“What’s up?” he asked.

Ava held her phone up near his face, probably showing him Steve’s post. He looked at the screen for a few moments and chuckled, shaking his head.

“Maybe he got into another fight with someone else to think the other guy looks worse,” he mused. “Last I checked I look pretty damn good after last night.”

“Totally,” Ava said with a giggle.

“And we’re sorry about what happened last night. Definitely didn’t think Steve would’ve done something like that or we wouldn’t have asked you to come.”

“It’s not your fault. Even if you hadn’t asked me, he isn’t going to run me out of a public place. I didn’t care so much about what he’d called me; I was more upset about him disrespecting her,” he said, nodding toward me.

My cheeks warmed as everyone looked at me. “Um, well, I’d love to sit and chat with you guys all day, but I have to get ready to take some calls now,” I said.

“Yeah, I need to run a few errands before work this evening. Pretty soon I’m going to be joining you in this phone sex venture,” Alex muttered. I giggled.

“I’m sure we’re always hiring when you’re tired of retail,” I said. They both said goodbye and left, leaving O’Shea and I alone. I walked back into the kitchen where he now made a sandwich. “Are you okay?”

He looked up from the mayo he was spreading. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I just wanted to make sure after last night. Things were pretty intense, you know?”

“Yeah,” he said, focusing on putting turkey on his sandwich.

“At least your bruise isn’t that noticeable,” I added.

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