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“I don’t know, Duchess. Want me to ask him when we have chemistry next period?”

“Bones.”

“Duchess.”

“He really hasn’t said anything about her?”

“Not to me,” Bones stated.

“Was he mad when he found out she wasn’t with me even though she said she was?”

“I don’t know. Third base,” he quipped.

“Abbott and Costello? You’re quoting Abbott and Costello?”

“You know Abbott and Costello?”

“I watch black and white movies. Of course I know Abbott and Costello. Why are you quoting Abbott and Costello?” I asked.

“Because you’re not making a damn bit of sense.”

“Was he mad when he found out she lied to him about where she was?” I clarified.

“No. He wasn’t mad. He didn’t care.”

“He didn’t care?”

“Savage never cares. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. He might’ve been intrigued by the mind games, but mind games never last with him. Women never last with him.” He glanced at me. “Is she catching feelings?”

“No,” I lied. “Charlie doesn’t catch feelings either. I was just curious why he didn’t invite her to the wedding.”

“A wedding is a place to bring a date. Dates have expectations.”

“What sort of expectations?” I asked.

He gave me another panty-dropping smirk. “I’ll give you one guess.”

“Weddings seem to bring out the dirty flirt in you.”

Bones settled his hand on my thigh and began to hike up my dress.

“What are you doing?”

“Seeing if I can give you an expectation before we get to the clubhouse.”

Chapter 31

“Those were great expectations,” I said, my cheeks still flushed as Bones parked in the gravel lot of the clubhouse.

“Think about how great they’ll be when I can fully devote my attention to them.”

I cradled his cheek in my palm and skimmed my thumb over his lips. “It’s probably all I’m going to be thinking about.”

We got out of the car and Bones went to the back seat and picked up the small bag I’d packed. If I was doing sleepovers in a clubhouse room, then I wanted my own toiletries and comfortable pajamas.

Cars began to arrive, including the bride and groom. Sutton got out of the car and ripped at the skirt of her wedding dress which fell away to reveal a shorter skirt beneath it.

“I’ll wear this dress the rest of the day,” she said. “But I’m not dragging a train around. Where are my Converse?”

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