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“He totally is. And he’s a monster in bed.”
“Bree, Jesus.”
Bree waved a dismissive hand at Trey. “Oh, shut up. You were no slouch. He’s no slouch,” she said to Sonya as Cleo laughed like a lunatic.
“He’s no slouch,” Sonya agreed.
To cut off the topic, Trey grabbed Sonya’s hand. “We’re dancing.”
After midnight, Trey pulled back up at the manor. Mookie and Yoda curled together on the back seat of the truck with Cleo.
“That was a night. I could become a Rock Hard groupie. You coming in, Trey?”
He glanced back at Cleo, then looked at Sonya. “I’ve got an eight o’clock. But—”
“You go home.” Before Sonya could lean over to kiss him, Cleo touched her fingers to her lips, then his cheek. “Yoda and I will say good night and thank you. Loved every minute.”
“’Night, Cleo.”
“I loved every minute, too.” Now Sonya leaned over to kiss him. “I like your friends.”
“I like yours.”
“That’s a nice bonus, isn’t it? Go home, get some sleep.”
“You’re sure you’re okay for the night?”
“We’re all good. We’ve got a nice lull going.” But she kissed him again, lingered over it. “Don’t get out.”
“Sleep’s not really that important.”
Laughing, she nudged him away. “Go get some,” she said, and opened the door. “You, too, Mookie.”
He waited while she walked to the door, let herself in.
Cleo walked back down the hall. “All the cabinet doors open inthe kitchen and butler’s pantry. And this time, the doors on the buffet and server in the dining room, too. I think someone was unhappy we took the dog for so long.
“Someone,” Cleo added, “Yoda greeted by running in circles, then actually dancing a little on his hind legs. I think all is forgiven.”
“Good. Because I danced my ass off, and I want bed.”
“I’m there with you. In my own bed. That was so much fun,” Cleo added as they walked upstairs, arms linked.
“I almost forgot what it was like to just let go and dance my ass off.” She stopped outside Cleo’s door. “You’re the best friend anyone could ask for.”
“Who’d know better than you?”
“I mean it. You really didn’t like Brandon at all.” She drew back, met Cleo’s eyes. “I can tell, because you really do like Trey.”
“I really do like Trey.”
“Me, too. Good night, Cleo.”
In her room, she managed to clean off the makeup, slap on some moisturizer. She stuffed the red dress in her dry-cleaning bag, then pulled on pajama pants and a T-shirt.
Yoda already snored lightly in his bed.
She got into her own.
