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“I would have said Maddox,” Aiden replies. “I have too much charm and finesse to turn into a blubbering mess.”
Faith rolls her eyes. “I’m sure Bailey will state differently.”
I clench my hands at my sides. “I’m not a blubbering mess around her.”
Beau snorts. “Mate, you accused of her being obsessed with you, even with all the facts that she isn’t, thrown at you. Your mouth bobbed like a fish. So yeah, you’re a blubbering mess around her.”
“Whose side are you on?” I snap.
Faith’s lips twitch. “I didn’t know there were sides to take.”
“She’s just… She’s just…” I don’t even know what to say.
“Incredibly hot?” Liam asks, shoving a T-shirt over his head. “I’m hoping she goes to watch the entertainment tonight so I can make a move.”
I snort. “Like she would be interested in you.”
“I’m hot. I have a dick. So I don’t see why she wouldn’t, unless she’s gay.”
She’s not gay. I would have picked up on it. But the thought of him making a move has my teeth grinding together. “She does live with another female so it’s possible.”
“Who is probably her best friend,” Faith points out.
Liam shrugs. “Well, she’s definitely not obsessed with you so it’s worth a shot.”
“How about you leave her alone. She’s got enough shit going on. She doesn’t need to deal with you,” I remark. “And she’ll only take it out on me if you annoy her.”
“Oh, now look who is getting all territorial,” he declares with a smirk.
I lift my chin. “I agreed to escort her to her sister’s wedding, and it’s already going to be bad enough being near her. She’s always accusing me of something. So I don’t want to listen to her moan about you.”
“You’re taking her to her sister’s wedding?” Faith asks, her eyes widening. “Since when?”
“Since he offered earlier. Right, Mark?” Hayden states, shoving her sunglasses up to rest on the top of her head.
I get up, feeling claustrophobic with them all standing around me. “Yeah, that is it. I’m going to go get washed and dressed for the show,” I bite out, shoving my way through Aiden and Liam.
“Ohh, he’s so testy. I guess he really is obsessed with her,” Liam teases.
I spin around but keep walking. “Fuck you, fucker,” I grit out.
I turn around, slamming into a warm body. My foot slips on the floor, and before I can land on top of the person, I spin us at the last minute, and my back hits the ground with a thud. A body lands on top of me, and I know it’s a female when her tits press against my chest.
“Fuck!” I hiss out, blinking away the haze in my vision.
“You!” is thrown at me, and I groan at the sound of Freya’s voice.
I glance up at her, my eyebrows scrunched down. “Do you not watch where you are walking?”
“You are blaming me?” she questions, glaring down at me. Her hands slip, forcing her back down onto my chest. “Oh my god, why the fuck are you oily?”
“It’s sunscreen,” I argue, and when I reach for her waist, she’s just as covered in her own. Feeling her tits on my chest and her pussy pressed against my dick has my dick twitching against her.
“Please tell me that is not what I think it is,” she warns, trying to get up.
I sit up, pushing her up with me as embarrassment floods my cheeks. “Not like I can help it,” I grumble.
It’s been a while since I last saw any action. I can’t control how my body reacts.