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I can’t help but bristle against his nosiness, even though I know the record needs to be set straight I’m sure Rachel’s little nant has le person in this house knows about it

But that’s Rachel’s story to tell how she sees fit I’ve only told Cage—and I let Rachel know I did—and that’s the way I’ it

Before I can even brush Benji off, Locke elbows hi behind me “Ask her yourself”

I turn around to see Rachel talking to Hannah, clutching a bottle of water in her hands She’s got her hair pulled back in that short ponytail, which is nothing but about two inches of hair hanging out the end Locks have fallen loose and fra and fresh She’s wearing a pair of frayed denim shorts, a loose tank top, and flat sandals She’s dressed the part for a late spring cookout

As if she can sense htly away froh we’ve spent every night together since that ao, I can’t really say we’re dating Otherwise, ould have coether

Instead, I woke up inwith her mouth onit I let her this ti her She sed ave ht briefly about asking her if she wanted to ride together today, but I hadn’t

I knew the ansould be “no”

Rachel has set the boundaries We can stay the night at each other’s house or we can fuck in The Wicked Horse We haven’t been back to the club since the night I staked my claim on her while Kynan watched me fuck her That esoo back It’s just that each night this week, she’s shown up at ladly let her in

Rachel turns and says so e to Locke to Benji, then back to ain by the time she reaches us

“What’s up?” she asks, the same casual question Locke asked me when I walked up

No one says a word Benji and Locke just stare at her, hoping perhaps she’ll blurt out the details of what’s going on with her Cage sips his beer, watching with amusement

I save the aardness by saying, “I just got here Haven’t even seen Kynan yet”