“Gotta say it, man — that woman is even spicier in person. Those legs…” Carter whistled with that, one hand on my shoulder as he shook his head in appreciation, watching Mia go. He turned to look at me like I was going to join in, but I was stone-faced, jaw twitching. That made Carter go white. “Right. I’ll just, uh… fuck off over here somewhere,” he said, pointing across the pool deck to where a bar was set up.
