“Why don’t you go put a shirt on, gorgeous?” Creed grumbled at Keelan as he made it over to the chair on my right. Colt snorted from where he sat on my left. Keelan arched a brow at Creed. “You and Colt aren’t wearing shirts.” “Maybe we should all put our shirts on,” Colt suggested. “I don’t want Shiloh to feel uncomfortable.” The three of them glanced at me. “I’m fine,” I assured. “Don’t feel the need to put your clothes on because I’m here.” Knox erupted with laughter from where he stood at the stove, followed by Keelan and the twins. I gaped at all of them as they laughed, even Knox as he
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