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Kai: Ser…

Sierra: No, don’t “Ser” me.

Sierra: I’m mad at all of you right now.

Sierra: Including my fiancé.

Liam: Fake fiancé.

Liam: Speaking of, where the fuck is he?

Nick: Right here.

Sierra: In bed. With me.

He glares at me and groans.

“Fuck, Ser. This is not how you help me at all.”

Chuckling softly, I kiss his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin against my lips.

“They need to accept I’m a grown woman, and I make my own decisions.”

Liam: NICK.

Zayn: MAN.

Nick: I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t want you to find out like this. I wanted to talk to you in person, Liam—and I still intend to. But right now, I want you all to understand we’re going to give this relationship a try. And I mean a real one. Fuck, it’s weird to talk to you about this. But she’s mine. For real. And I’m her man. And I need you to respect that.

He grins at me, making the butterflies in my stomach go wild.

“Yours for real, huh?” I ask, my voice low and husky.

Shrugging, his gaze roams over my face.

“What? Don’t you want to be mine, baby?” He smirks, nuzzling my neck.

“Yeah, I think I actually do.”

“Is that so?” he murmurs, laying me gently on my back—but, of course, our phones ring again.

Hartho

Liam: Fuck.

Liam: This is not what I wanted you to say, man.

Zayn: Fuck, Nick. You’re talking about my fucking sister.

Sierra: Your sister is right here.

Sierra: And she can make her own decisions.

Sierra: For example… right now, my decision is to be in bed with him.

He groans again, making me laugh.

Nick: Jesus, baby.