“If it’s about snogging Locke, I already know. He told me this morning.” I started to smile, a dirty chuckle building in my throat. Then I remembered the tension between Nash and Locke back at the compound and my humour stalled. “How did you react?” “Me?” Nash steered me around a group of men clustered by a breakfast wagon. “It’s my ultimate fantasy. One of them, anyway. How do you think I reacted?” If I knew Nash, and I did, his standard clap-back to any suggestion of me and Locke was an eight-inch boner that wouldn’t quit. But I’d learned a lot watching Cam navigate his complex love life,
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