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I demand to know, feeling uneasy with what they’re cooking up. “You need someone to remind you how great sex can be but not someone you get attached to,” Tess explains, locking her sights on a target. “That guy would be perfect.” “No!” I protest. “Why not? He’s gorgeous” Bailey says, swiping her tongue across her top lip and eyeing off her potential victim.

NOAH I didn't spare Bailey a second glance as I marched out of her room. It felt good to be honest, finally beating her at something and watching her break a bit. If someone had told me that The Bailey Gayle was capable of crying, I'd have called that person a liar. But seeing sadness in her eyes and how her entire demeanor changed was weirdly satisfying. In one swift motion, I was out of her room and on the hallway, en route to my study. There were some details I needed to finalize.

I'd have snorted if the sight of Damon didn't remind me of trees, moonlight, being underneath him and— My fingers tighten slightly around the edge of Bailey’s stall. “—and then Mum nearly dropped the entire tray—” Bailey stops. “What?” I blink. “What?” “You just went statue.” She follows my line of sight. Her eyes narrow. “Oh.” I roll mine immediately. “Please don’t tell me you’re about to narrate this like it’s some tragic love saga.” Bailey's a romantic. Bailey snorts. “Relax. I was going to say he looks like he swallowed a lemon.”

The other guy was wearing jeans pants and a black shirt. I can’t help but think of Rupert. He wears the same clothes. "That's coffee," Calvin said. "Who's with you? Your girlfriend?" "Stupid. That's my best friend," Bailey replied before tapping me. I looked up at them and forced a smile. I mean, I couldn't see their faces so there's no need to really look. However, I don’t want to be rude so I still have to look at them. "Hi! I'm Calvin." Then he slapped the arm of the guy he was with who was currently busy with his cellphone. "This is Rupert."

He smiles, the dimple carving into his cheek again. "Sure." I say, walking over to get my drink. I turn back and see Blake ordering food, the boy behind the counter still glaring daggers at him. I sit down at the small table, taking a drink from my sweet tea. Bailey just smiles at me, her smile making her eyes squint. "What?" I snap. "Is that your boyfriend?" She asks, giving me a mischievous smirk. "No." I scrunch my eyebrows together. "Yes it is!" She yells.

Bailey stopped and turned to stare at me. "Are you afraid of me, Waverly? You know I'm not a bad guy, that would throw you up against one of these trees and----" he stopped, looking me dead in the eyes lowering his lips to my ear and whispered. "Take advantage of you. Unless of course you wanted me to, sexy little lady." His voice was deep & sensual. My breathing increased instantly and I became hypersensitive. I immediately shifted my eyes from his, not knowing how to respond to his comment…other than jumping up on him. I couldn't do that.

Joel rapped, tugging at the ropes with his other hand. Getting an inch closer, his fingertip stopped, unable to reach the loop extending from his wrist to Bailey's. Bailey only rolled her eyes, huffing a breath. “See. We can't do this alone.” She pointed out. All of a sudden the lady's cackling made Bailey jump out of their skin before she made to exchange worried glances with Joel who glanced away. “You're getting a hand from an FBI chief of the US Bureau, and you dare refuse. Well, I'll tell my boys to make sure they drop two signature body bags for you two and flowers too.” She mocked, with laughter racking her shoulders.

Some beer spilled out but she didn't seem to care. Bailey giggled, holding one of Mirabella's hands and moved her hips even more. The stench of marijuana and sweat filtered out of her mind as she focused on her happy best friend. At least one of them was happy. Suddenly there's a pair of hands locking on her lips and Bailey turns back to see that it was a guy from school. He grinned at her sloppily and guided her hips to move across his front. She was grossed out, especially when she felt the unmistakable feel of his hard dick on her bottom.

" She sent a GIF of a kitten giving another kitten pats on the head. "Babe, you've changed. You don't love me anymore. How could you roast me like this?" Bailey ended her message with multiple crying emojis.