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Supposedly, he has a cock piercing.

And he has that colorful sleeve tattoo. Fuck, there's something about a full sleeve that makes me weak in the knees.

But even with all that—the thought of Dean's hands on my body makes me cringe.

The sight of Brendon's shoulders in that snug t-shirt—

My heartbeat is already picking up.

My lips are already parting.

My body is already screaming more.

"Kay? You there?" Emma asks.

"Yeah." Sort of.

She motions to Dean. Then to the karaoke book, currently up to Britney Spears.

She taps I'm A Slave 4 U.

Uh...

There's no way I'm singing anything that sexual. And certainly not to Dean. But it's a good idea.

I need the right song.

One I know.

One I can sell.

One that says everything I want to say.

"You don't have to sing, Kay," Walker says. "It is your party."

"Yeah," Leighton agrees. "Not all of us get off on blackmail."

"Get off? Huh?" Dean jumps to his feet. "Am I needed?"

She laughs. "You think you're that good?"

"Think? Honey, I don't think shit—"

"That isn't news," she says.

"I know." He motions come here to Leighton. "I'm more than happy to prove it."

She sticks out her tongue no thanks.

Emma shoots me a concerned look.

I shake my head it's fine.

'Cause I'm in love with Dean. Yeah. Right.

I'm running out of energy to sell this.

Time to sell... well...


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