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Well, by happily fucking him against a wall.

“Yeah,” I said, liking the label the more it bounced around my head.

He smiled, and his pretty eyes were even prettier. “Cool.”

After refilling Harlow’s cup, he easily maneuvered around to grab a stool and carry it to me. Then he kissed her again, lowering his voice to say, “Been thinking about lani all fuckin’ day.”

I had had no clue what that meant but, based on the way her face flushed as she watched him leave, I was betting it was dirty.

Taking my seat, I sipped my coffee and ate the best cupcake—strawberry with whipped cream cheese frosting—while I chatted with hilarious women.

And I did it thinking about how I totally wanted to be their friend.

And how much I was looking forward to Judge getting his hands on—and up—my skirt.

But also, unexpectedly, how badly I wanted a tattoo.

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