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“But I thought...” Mackey looked to her for help, but a slow smile spread over her face, and I braced myself for whatever shit was about to come out of her mouth.

“Asher is right,” she purred, placing a hand on his arm. “It’s only really a nickname my close friends use. Felicity is fine.”

“Close friends?” The rookie’s eyes lit up. “Baby, just say the word and I can make that happen.”

The girls smothered their laughter while Asher hit him upside the head again. “Fuck, man, what was that for?”

“You need to work on your game, bro.”

“Khloe didn’t seem to mind last night when she was sucking my—”

A chorus of ‘dude’ and ‘Mackey’ rang out around us.

“Oh, it’s like that now. Just because Hailee and Fli... Felicity,” he shot her an apologetic look, “are here, we have to tone it down.”

“That’s right, dipshit,” Asher replied. “Because we respect women.”

“Dude, didn’t you hear Jase telling everyone about the chick he banged over the weekend?”

Fuck.

My head snapped up. “Shut the fuck up, Mackey. It was just locker room talk.”

“Locker room talk my ass. You said—”

“No fucking buts.” I slammed my hand against the table, the crack reverberating through me. I chanced a look at Felicity, hoping she hadn’t heard him. But from the way the blood had drained from her face, I knew she had.

Stupid fucking rookie.

“Excuse me,” she nudged Asher, “I need to use the bathroom.”

“I think I’ll come with.” Hailee followed her out and the two of them hurried off, but not before my step-sister glowered at me.

“What the fuck was that about?” Asher frowned at me.

“Maybe she got her period.”

We all gawked at Mackey. “Or maybe,” Asher drawled, “They need to pee.”

“Nah, chicks go to the bathroom in packs when they get their period; it’s called menstrual synchronicity or something.”

“I’m pretty sure that has everything to do with chicks getting their periods together, not chicks peeing together.”

“All sounds the same to me.” He shrugged and someone balled up a napkin and threw it at him.

“Did something happen with you two?” Asher lowered his voice enough that no one else heard him.

“Who?” I played dumb.

“Jase, come on. She looked ready to puke all over the table.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Of course you don’t.” He grimaced, turning away from me and joining in the rest of the conversation.

I don’t know what they were all getting so hung up over. So me and Felicity had sex. It wasn’t my fault she was a virgin and didn’t tell me. Or that Hailee had walked in on us. If anything, it was a good thing… we’d fucked whatever this weird hate-lust vibe we had going on right out of us. Except, you didn’t finish and you stole her fucking virginity.

Stifling a groan, I mumbled, “Be right back.” Slipping out of the booth, I ignored the questioning stares. I don’t know whe


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