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I hoped it would cool me off because I seemed to be getting hot. She returned with the beer and handed one to Ryan and leaned over a bit to hand me mine. Her top was low cut and when she leaned toward me it gaped just enough so I caught a glimpse of what was inside. It was just a plain white cotton t-shirt but underneath was a red lacey bra and I could see the tops of her breasts. Shit I wondered if her panties match? What kind were they? Boy cut, bikinis, a thong? Stop it! I said to myself, a hard on here would be embarrassing. "Thanks." I managed to croak out.

he teased, winking playfully. Heat crept up my neck. I nodded shyly, knowing he was only half-joking. His pasta was barely touched, so I took a tentative spoonful. As I ate, I noticed the she-wolves sitting across from us throwing icy glares my way. Their resentment practically radiated off them.

Still… the idea refused to leave. “So,” Camille said, sliding a glass of wine toward me as she perched on the stool opposite mine. “How are things with Mr. Hot CEO?” I froze mid-sip, but she raised her glass before I could protest. “Wait. First, a toast.” I grinned and lifted my glass. “Alright, what’s the toast?” She cleared her throat dramatically. “To freedom from awful gold-digging men, a full girl-boss glow-up, and better money, better connections, and… better cocks in the future.”