Creed went to grab the tongs to pick up some chicken and Keelan smacked his hand away. “Since you’ve already eaten, you can go last.” Colt snorted and hid his mouth behind my hand that he was still holding. When he caught me staring, he cleared his throat. “Sorry.” Keelan took the tongs, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it on my plate. “I was going to serve Shiloh,” Creed deadpanned. “Well, you’ve serviced her enough tonight,” Keelan said in a put-off tone. Everything Keelan had been saying to Creed registered in my head at that moment and I blushed. Colt kissed the back of my hand to
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