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Even Charlee’s laughing nohich substantially brightens Brody’s mood

Brody lifts an eyebrow “Really, Drew? So if you just accidentally checked out Devyn’s tits, you’d think it was funny?”

My jaw drops “Fuck no!”

“Hey, leave her out of this!” Riley says at the same time

Brody smirks “My point exactly, asshole”

“Touché,” I grumble

Charlee rolls her eyes “Can we please change the subject now?”

“I need a drink,” Brody mutters

I nod toward the buckets of beer “There’s a dozen drinks right there”

He shakes his head “Fuck that I need liquor If I can’t bleachain”

Riley gives Charlee an aard look “UhI need to stop by rab another shirt Unless”

“Hell no!” Brody interrupts “Riley’s room, then drinks!”

I catch Charlee’s eyes as we start heading out of the pool area She looks relieved that we’re leaving, but I feel the exact opposite Christ, if I thought fighting ht impossible now

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHARLEE