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MACE
REMY
Your wives are annoying.
My eyebrows rise at the text in the group message between me, Dare, Remy, and Crue. Pulling up the app that lets me watch Cassia while she’s at work, I take in Remy glaring at his phone while Rose and Cassia eat lunch. Tony is grinning at the women, amused by whatever it is they’re saying. Orion really needs to update his security system so I can listen in. My gaze scans over my future wife. She’s grinning from ear to ear. She always is around her best friend.
One of these days, I’m going to earn a smile like that.
I navigate back to the group message when an alert flashes across the top of my screen.
DARE
What did Rose do now?
CRUE
Ugh, all my friends are getting married. It’s gross.
REMY
You could be married if you’d close your legs.
CRUE
Are you slut shaming me, Remy?
REMY
Maybe.
CRUE
Fuck you.
REMY
No thanks.
CRUE
DARE
Don’t you have a job to do, Crue?
He’s too busy on his back.
CRUE
Fuck you, too, Mace.
I’m going to kick your ass the next time I see you.
Unlikely.
Crue is tough, and an experienced fighter, but I’ve been doing this a long time.