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I chuckled.

Because I knew the answer.

She hadn’t told me to stop.

And if Xay hadn’t walked through that door?

I would’ve fucked her.

My phone buzzed.

I looked down.

Sam: You really want me thinking about you while I’m fucking your brother?

My smile came back slow.

Me: That’s the whole fucking point.

The bubbles appeared.

Disappeared.

Appeared again.

Then nothing.

I chuckled and locked my phone.

See, that was the shit I wanted.

I ain’t need to like Sam.

Didn’t need to take her out, hold her hand or none of that relationship shit.

I wanted to get in her fucking head.

Wanted Xay laying on top of his wife thinking he had everything under control while she was thinking about his brother.

That shit alone was funny to me.

And if I got to fuck her in the process?

Even better.

Tyler looked at me.

“What?”

“That little evil-ass smile.”

I shrugged. “I’m having fun.”

“Nah, you playing a dangerous fucking game.”

“How?”

“That’s your brother wife.”