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“Andrea!” Teagan took a long sip of her beer as she came back out into the living room, wrapping one arm around the other woman, who looked rather hot in her uniform. If she did say so.
“I ever tell you how fucking hot you look in uniform?” she asked, laying her head on her shoulder briefly.
Apparently two daiquiris and a half of a beer made Teagan actually say so.
Teagan didn’t care, but Andrea was entertained enough for both of them. “That’s it, Dave, I’m leaving you!”
Brad rolled his eyes and Jaxon appeared at her side and tugged the bottle out of her hand to steal a sip. And then he kept it afterward. She leaned up to press her lips against his jaw and he chuckled a bit nervously. “Not that I’m worried, but I figure if anyone else has a shot at you, it’s Andrea.”
“What about Britt?”
“She wouldn’t have you, you’d kill all her plants.”
“Ass.”
“You love it,” Jaxon reminded her.
After kissing Dave hello, Andrea bent to peer up the blanket tunnel. “That looks bloody fantastic. Do you have all the booze up there, or-”
“Hey, nuh-uh!” Brad yelled suddenly, shaking his head and pointing at Andrea. “You can’t let her up. She doesn’t have a daiquiri.”
“They’re surely all gone, Brad,” Dave argued.
“Daiquiris ain’t my drink, but I can have this!” Andrea grabbed the beer from Jaxon’s hand before he could take another sip. She chugged the rest of it down and belched, throwing a wink at Teagan before she turned back to Brad. “Satisfied, Madden?”
“Not even close,” Brad replied. “That was less than half full, anyway.”
“Fine,” Andrea pulled at the front of her uniform shirt, tugging it from her trousers and unbuttoning it. She tossed it down to the floor and grabbed the hem of her undershirt, hiking it up until she reached her bra, which she flipped up along with it, revealing both her breasts, right in Dave’s face, before quickly flipping it all back down again.
Dave pursed his lips as if deep in thought. “Yeah, that counts.”
“Fuck it all,” Brad groused as Andrea scurried up the stairs.
“How’d you get up here?” Shea bellowed. “You had to have a daiquiri!”
There was no sound for a long moment and then Brittany and Shea squealed as someone else, presumably Frank, started applauding.
Teagan, wide-eyed, glanced over at Jaxon, who was choking back laughter at the entirety of the situation.
“That was fucking bollocks,” Brad muttered, only loud enough for them to hear.
“I don’t know, looked like tits to me,” Teagan replied, which earned her a chortle from Jaxon and Brad even smirked a little.
There was another long silence and then a very loud screeching sound as Andrea guffawed. “Good show, Britt. I think those might be the nicest ones I’ve ever seen!”
Brad’s mouth hung open for a second.
“What-” Jaxon began.
“I think Britt flashed everyone,” Teagan said, smirking. “And it broke Brad’s brain.”
“Right, fuck this…” Brad held out his hand to Jaxon, who automatically reached into his pocket and pulled out the whiskey bottle he’d been sipping from.
Brad knocked it back and swallowed, screwing the cap on and marching over to Dave. “Right, I’ve caught up, I’m going.”
He was halfway up the stairs before Dave could even be bothered to move, after which, he just shrugged and pulled out his phone. “Whatever.”
Teagan grabbed Jaxon’s hand, but he pulled her back close.
