“Two can play your game, baby girl,” I taunt, so she turns to Bray and flutters her lashes at him. He instantly rushes to her side, besotted by her, and I snort as I turn away, hearing her whisper dirty nothings into his willing ear. So much for the player in him. She has him wrapped around her little finger—me too, though I wouldn’t admit it. I reach out and lift her up the steps so she doesn’t stumble, my hands lingering on her curvy hips before I force myself away. Once inside the door, I can’t help but grin at all the scantily clad women walking around holding glasses of champagne and wine
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