Creed looked like he was fighting back a smile. “You’re a little tease when you’re drunk.” I pulled on a curl, feeling a tiny bit shy. “What if I wasn’t teasing?” Creed ran his hands down his face as he cursed again. “How am I supposed to say no to that?” “You two are killing me,” Colt said and grabbed my hand. “Lay down, please.” I frowned. “They have a name for what you’re doing.” Creed erupted with laughter. His body shook so hard he was bent over with his hands on his knees. Colt looked like he wanted to laugh, too. “Babe,” he said gently. “We are trying to be respectable boyfriends who do
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