I lean into Chase and extend my hand. It means my boob is pressed against his forearm and my cheek brushes his chest. Brody leans back, smirk firmly in place as Mac’s grin widens. He takes my small hand in his giant mitt and gives it a light shake. “I’m Cammie, the pocket-sized edgy girl Chase apparently couldn’t stop talking about. It’s nice to meet you.” “It’s nice to meet you, Cammie.” Mac is ridiculously flirty. Everything about him screams one-night stand. “Don’t use that tone with Cammie,” Chase grumbles. Mac gives him a two-finger salute. “Sir, yes, sir.” He winks at me again and leans
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