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“Jesus, that was like pulling teeth.” I put the cap on the marker and set it down.
“You guys are finally on the board.” Sadie claps and places a slash next to our names.
Every other team has cute names—Billian and Judie and Bro Crew. But when it came time for us to give our team a name, we just said Emmett and Briar. We fought about whose name went first, and eventually Sadie said she’d write them alphabetically. I’ve never wished more that I was named Bennett like my cousin.
Everyone at the table disperses to take a short break, some going to the bathroom, others getting drinks, and it leaves Briar and me by ourselves. How wonderful.
“You just like things to be dramatic,” she says when I sit next to her.
“Are you kidding me? You almost gave me a heart attack.” I down the rest of my beer.
“It’s a game. Grow up.”
“A game? It’s Pictionary against my brothers. It’s more than a game.” I’ll switch to water now since I’m working early in the morning.
“I hate competitive guys.” She rolls her eyes and finally moves from her stoic position and grabs her own water.
“Good, that means you won’t be sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night.”
“You wish.”
Fuck, do I, but the hell if she’ll ever know that. “You’d be so lucky.”
Her face crinkles into a disgusted expression. “Ew… no walking around naked, okay? I don’t need to see that thing.” Her gaze falls to my crotch, and damn if it doesn’t twitch. “It would ruin my day.”
“Let’s remember that you’re moving in with me. It’s my house, and if I want to be naked, I will be.”
“Fine, then I will too,” she says as though that would be a threat.
“I knew you wanted me to see your titties.” I down the cold water, hoping like hell it cools down my body while I’m thinking of stripping off that sports bra and seeing her tits. I wouldn’t mind…
Fuck that. Stop.
“You’re so full of yourself.”
I grin at her. “Most women like my confidence.”
Briar stares at me long and hard, back to her cool demeanor. “You better hide the knives.”
My head falls back in laughter, but when I straighten, she’s staring at me. Not even one of her perfectly arched eyebrows is raised.
“Fuck, you scare me,” I say, not realizing until she cracks a small smile that I said that aloud.
Now I just gave the enemy intel.
I leave her alone at the table before I give her any more incriminating truths. Like how I want to fuck her so badly, my cock aches.
Chapter Seven
Briar
I walk into The Getaway Lodge, and Ben’s Aunt Darla stands up from a plush chair in the sitting area. It’s nestled beside another chair, near a large sofa in front of a fireplace that isn’t currently on. The Getaway Lodge is cozy and welcoming with light-colored walls and dark floors.
“Briar.” She already has her arms open wide on her way over to me.
What’s with this family and hugging?
But she’s my new boss, so I let her envelop me in a hug and squeeze me so tightly I fear I’ll break. “Hi, Mrs. Owens.”
