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A voice sounds from behind us. “Ladies.” We turn to see Mason slink into the chair beside us.

“Hi.” I smile. I glance up to meet Henley’s unimpressed eyes.

Ha. Now you know how it feels.

Henley

“Oh, Henley,” Taryn says softly. “I’ve just been so . . . lonely lately, you know?”

Blake’s eyes meet mine, and he raises a brow as he waits for my response.

“You should buy yourself a vibrator,” I reply as I watch Mason talk to Juliet.

The fuck is he playing at?

Blake chuckles at my reply.

“What do you guys do when you’re like”—she pauses for effect—“super horny and don’t have a partner?”

“I find one,” I reply. Across the fire Mason laughs and puts his hand on Juliet’s leg. My skin bristles.

Don’t fucking touch her.

“I’ll get us some drinks.” Taryn smiles. “What do you guys want?”

“Whatever,” I reply, my eyes still locked on my girl across the fire.

Calm down.

Taryn takes off into the house, and I sip my beer as I try not to watch them.

Blake stares across the fire, his eyes not leaving a certain someone.

“You know, you really should stop staring at her,” I whisper.

“Why?”

“Because she’s fucking married.”

“Do I look like I care?”

“You should,” I snap.

“I can’t help it,” he whispers.

“Try harder.”

Blake has a thing for Rebecca. Whenever she’s close, he can’t take his eyes off her.

And it’s not good. She’s married to someone who lives in our street. A colleague of his, no less.

“What happened the other week when you were drinking cocktails on Juliet’s porch when we went out?” I ask.

“She was as tempting as ever.” He rolls his eyes. “Their friend has fucked it for me, though.”

“What friend?”

“Chloe. She’s all over me like a rash, ruining my chances with her.”

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