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“I’m looking out for Carson. I’m not sure he’s going to have happiness with Ezra,” he answered before his eyes flicked up behind me. “Mav, take my seat.”

I felt dizzy. I needed to get out of here before I said something to Holt that I shouldn’t. He was CC’s friend, and I had no reason to get upset because he was looking out for him. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I climbed to my feet. “I can’t do this.”

“Can’t or won’t,” Holt asked as he stood up. He was only an inch or two taller than I was. Broader in the shoulders, like he worked out a lot.

I shook my head. “This...I don’t know what you want from me. I love CC, and what happened at the party was a onetime thing. Why are you doing this to me?” The sound of the loud talking and laughing had Matthias looking up behind us.

“Babe, are you having fun with the rest of the wives?” Killian teased as he hooked an arm around his fiancé. “Oh, this looks serious. What’s going on?”

I turned my gaze to find CC watching me.

“Ez, is everything okay?” He stood next to Watts as Maverick climbed over the chair to get to Jackson. They sure made a cute couple. The size difference alone made you stop and stare.

“Nothing. Everything’s fine,” I lied. “Can we go? I’m tried.”

CC’s eyes moved between Holt and me before he nodded. “Yeah, princess, we can go. Do you want to say goodbye to Leo first?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be quick.” I moved around Holt before I hopped down the stairs with tears in my eyes, hoping no one else saw them.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Carson

I’m not sure what happenedbetween Holt and Ezra, but whatever it was, it upset my boyfriend. He sat in the car, his head pressed to the window as he stared outside, not talking to me. I knew I shouldn’t have left them alone together. I knew it had been a bad idea. I reached over and took Ezra’s hand, lacing our fingers together.

“Did Leo have fun?” I asked, squeezing his hand lightly. When Ezra didn’t say anything, I realized something really bad had happened. “Jackson said Andy kissed him.”

Ezra pulled his hand away and put it back in his lap. “Yeah.” What the hell was going on?

“Where’s your coat?” I put both of my hands on the steering wheel as I gritted my teeth.

He grunted. “I let Maverick borrow it. He can keep it. I have more back home.”

“Princess, what’s going on? Did you not have fun tonight?”

“I’m just tired.” He waved me off before I could ask anything else.