“What are you trying to say?” Orla wet her lips. “I’m saying you both spend way too much time focused on me. I don’t need that and I don’t want it. I’m not sitting here worrying that he’ll like fucking you more than fucking me, so leave your gentlemen pants behind and have some fun. Go wild, Locke. You deserve that as much as he does.” I didn’t deserve her. Fuckin’ hell, where had she been all my life? Where had they been? Even in my most untamed dreams, I’d never imagined anything like this. “You know I’ll take care of him, don’t you?” Orla’s fierceness gentled. “Like I know we’d die for
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