“Next time, we’re staying at your place.” The promise of next time makes my stomach flip. “You don’t think Jane would break down the door?” I arch a brow as I sit up. I run a hand through my tangled hair as I look around for my bra. “Good point, but you know, the more hot girls, the merrier.” My jaw drops, and he falls forward, perfect six-pack flexing, as he laughs. “So not funny.” I stand on the bed and launch a pillow at him. “It was a little funny.” He grins at me, easily dodging all three of his pillows I toss at his head.
