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Sweet

The Sweet triplets were nothing but trouble wrapped up in bodies built for sin, with smart mouths and quick brains They’d provided e in Salvation than there were days in the year The older two had been in town for months now Miranda drove a Lexus Natalie had some fuel-efficient subcompact

Mateo glanced back at the yellow Fiat with the fancy luggage in the back

That left Olivia Just her nah to recall the smoothness of her skin, the taste of her kiss…and the look on her face when he’d turned down her offer for a , hard fuck in a fancy hotel room when their paths crossed

Now the last wo to see the beast he’d become

His gut twisted Of all the Sweets in Salvation, the car had to belong to Olivia “What a clusterfuck”

As te as it was to drive off, it wasn’t an option because even though he hadn’t always, he now understood the i the rules—written and unwritten He’d learned that lesson the hard way and would never forget it again

Gru under his breath, he storamuffin pooch and humped it up the driveway

Her ear still ringing froed fro hair tied back with a borrowed ponytail holder and wearing a dry pair of yoga pants from Miranda and a T-shirt from Natalie

“The three lass of beer from the Sweet Salvation Brewery, which they’d inherited fro with the house “With a few additions, of course”

Logan Martin and Sean Duvin raised their beers in a toast Logan and Miranda were getting married in a couple of months, and Sean had declared his love for Natalie on national TV Saying her sisters were off theit mildly

And she was the fifth wheel who didn’t belong Nice Unease crept across her skin “Sorry for crashing the double date I would have called first but—”

“Don’t worry about it” Miranda gave her a quick squeeze “We know to always expect the unexp

ected with you”

Right about now, Olivia would sure love a hell of a lot less of the unexpected