“Wait, so... Beau knows your passcode?” Briar breaks the silence. I keep my eyes lowered, intently focused on what I’m doing. “Sarge… how does your married boss know your phone passcode?” Layla drops her voice low. The tips of my ears burst into flame. “Oh, you know.” I tilt my head and yank the knot as tight as possible. It happens in a blink. Layla and Briar look at each other sideways, and next to me, I feel Sky’s fingers wrap around my elbow. The three of them propel me to the farthest end of the table and huddle around me like a coven about to cast a spell. “Ohmygodyou’refuckingBeau.”
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