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“Oh, my God,” Pippa says. “I just realized you’re talking about my brother.”

“Which brother?” I ask at the same time Alice says, “You’re still hung up on him?”

“She means Daniel,” Pippa informs me.

“Oh.” I smile, wishing I could dig a hole in the ground and disappear in it. It’s ridiculous how relieved I feel.

“I’m not hung up on him.” Caroline says not so loudly that several people turn to look at us, snickering. Okay, no more tequila for her. “But he did give me fond memories. If only he hadn’t broken my heart. The bastard.”

Alice puts an arm gently around Caroline’s shoulders. “If it’s any consolation, he does ask about you from time to time.”

Caroline frowns, as if considering her words. “Nope, it’s no consolation.”

“Right.” Pippa claps her hands hard. “Forget about truth or dare. No more talking about past guys. This can’t turn into a sob night. We’re here to have some fun.”

“You two were the ones who shot down the offer of private lap dances.” Caroline glares at Pippa and Alice.

“Well, I don’t feel comfortable with a stranger grinding his ass against me,” Alice says.

“But we have no problem looking at them, do we?” Pippa wiggles her eyebrows. “I spotted a ten.”

“We’re giving grades?” I ask.

“If not here, where?” Pippa replies.

“Amen to that,” Caroline says.

“Okay, show me, which one is supposed to be a ten?” I ask.

Pippa points to the left of the stage. There’s a man there, all right. And his butt is. . . double. Right, if I see double ass, I should really ease up on the tequila. Narrowing my eyes, I concentrate until I only see one ass. “Nah, that’s a nine, max. Sebastian is a ten though.”

“Oh. My. God,” Pippa exclaims. Alice shakes her head, laughing. “I need friends who haven’t had sex with my brothers. This is weird. I don’t want to know about my brother’s ass.” As Caroline opens her mouth, Pippa lifts a finger at her. “Or my other brother’s skills in bed.”

“Let’s get back to giving grades,” Alice says. She places her forearms on the counter, leaning on them, narrowing her eyes at something across the room. She reminds me of a ca

t preparing to jump on unsuspecting prey. “I saw one I’d definitely let give me a lap dance.”

“Ohhh, you’re starting to have a fun side, Alice. Let’s get you some more tequila.” Caroline raises her arm, gesturing to the bartender to bring another round, but I shake my head at him.

“Let’s have a break,” I tell Caroline. “We already had two rounds.”

Caroline snickers. “Aww, you’re adorable. Why have we never met until now?”

“Because you missed my parents’ anniversary.” Pippa gives her the evil eye.

“You know I don’t like to be around if Daniel’s there.” Caroline sighs.

“You’re not an adopted Bennett?” I ask in surprise. “I thought you’d qualify, since you’re Pippa’s friend.”

“Nope. You lose the right when you bang one of the brothers,” Caroline says in a dead-serious tone.

“Oh,” I reply sadly. “I’ll have that tequila now.”

Two hours and countless shots later, I am slurring my words and miss Sebastian terribly. I excuse myself from the table and walk outside, in dear need of fresh air. Thank God for speed dial, because I couldn’t find Sebastian in my phone book if my life depended on it.

“Hello, handsome.”

“You’re drunk,” Sebastian says.


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