“Do you seriously think I’m going to step aside and let you eat my lunch?” he says. “I already have . . . I can still taste her on my tongue. God, she’s sweet.” I groan and slide a finger under her clit. Her eyebrows soften as she whimpers. “You can’t put a price on happiness.” “You can, actually.” Jordan’s eyes twinkle with rage when she realizes the nature of his call. “Then, tell me, Bryan . . . why are you still so fucking miserable?” she interrupts. “The best thing you ever did was fuck my best friend, the best thing I ever did was fuck yours. The only difference is I love Camden. You
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