He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183 She’s So Fucking Hot

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“Where the fuck is she going dressed like that?” I snap at Dylan and Logan. Four hours earlier, we roll up to the turnoff that leads toward the cabin. The plan is to check on her first, then wait until she’s asleep and break in–because Logan practically begs us to do it that way. We’re supposed to strip completely naked and wake her up sweet and slow, and then we punish her.

“How the fuck would I know?” Dylan fires back.

We leave his truck parked halfway to the cabin, tucked into a cluster of trees so it stays hidden. Then we walk the rest of the distance on foot. We watch her through the windows.

Every light inside is on, and we see her clearly near the treeline. She looks so fucking beautiful in those tiny pink cotton shorts and that pink tank top. She has to be warm in there, because out here the air bites with cold.

We stand there and watch her cook, then eat a snack. After that, she grabs the book she’s been reading and str This chapter has expired. Please exit the reader andithyagaimbates while she reads, and all three of us curse under our breath, groaning and panting as we take in every second of it like it’s a show put on just for us.

“She’s so fucking hot,” I say, voice tight. “How does she not realize it?”

Logan and Dylan both mutter, “I don’t know.” Logan sprints back to the truck and drives off to grab coffees and snacks for all of us, and we stay put and keep watching until night finally settles in. When she rises from the couch, every one of us assumes she is simply heading to bed. Relief washes over us, because we are cold enough to feel like our nuts are turning to ice. God, we really are fucking idiots. We sit there waiting for her to switch off every light, and then, without warning, she strides outside looking like Sin walking on two legs.

We sink back into the trees around us the moment she pulls away, and as soon as she is gone, we dash straight to the truck.

Dylan slides behind the wheel and guns it before Logan or I can even get our seat belts unclipped. We close the distance fast and trail her about two car lengths back. She stays completely unaware of anything around her. With every second, she keeps cranking up the

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She stops outside a bar and heads inside. We wait a solid eight minutes before deciding to go in after her. The second we enter, she is nowhere in sight. We push through the packed

crowd, scan the dance floor, and check every booth and table. Near the dance floor, in a

corner closer to the band, we claim an open table. We learn immediately why no one else

wants it. The music here is brutally loud, loud enough to rattle your bones.

Dylan smacks my shoulder and gestures forward. I watch my girl glide onto the dance floor,

her hips rolling, her ass and tits bouncing with every step. Somewhere along the way she

loses that little black jacket, the sneaky little minx. Everything she has is on full display. She looks absolutely stunning. I sweep my eyes over the room and catch a whole lot of men

staring at her like they’re starving. Some lean together to whisper, and others make disgusting gestures. I bare my teeth, and Logan’s gaze snaps to me.

“Don’t let it get to you–I’ll snap anyone’s neck if they get close to her.”

Who the fuck is my little brother right now? I have never seen him behave like this. The

things coming out of his mouth make me look at him like I’m seeing him for the first time.

“Who are you, and what did you do with my sweet brother?” Dylan says, voicing exactly what I’m thinking.

“Look, you’ve never seen me like this because I’ve never felt like this before. She’s different.

The second I catch other men staring at her, I see red. The only thought in my head is that she’s mine. I can feel this possessive beast inside me starting to wake up.”

“I’m with him—I feel it too,” I tell them.

“Yeah, I understand,” Dylan adds. “I don’t care about you two, but watching everyone else look at her like that, I want to rip their eyes out.”

Shit, this girl is dragging all of us into something feral, and I can’t even pretend I hate it. Maybe Dylan is right–maybe Natalie really is the one meant for all of us. Not that I ever doubted him, but I have been holding back just a little. And now I’m starting to think maybe I don’t have to.

A waitress comes by, and all of us order beers. I’m enjoying the sight of her having fun right up until a redheaded woman yells something at a guy, and he heads toward the dance floor. All three of us straighten, suddenly alert, watching the situation unfold.

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“Hi, I’m Celia,” a voice says. Dylan, Logan, and I turn and find a blonde smiling at us like she

already owns the conversation. Two other blondes stand with her, and together they look

like a trio of desperate barbies.

We ignore them and redirect our attention to the dance floor. My breath catches as I spot Natalie in another man’s arms. I shoot up from the table, and Logan rises with me, but

Dylan immediately orders both of us to sit back down.

–

“Just wait they don’t look intimate. Besides, I’ve got a plan.” He stands, stomps off, and

leaves us there..

“Um, hi again? What are your guys‘ names?” Celia asks.

Logan and I glance at her again. Before I can tell her we’re not interested, Logan cuts in

first.

“Didn’t you get the hint when my brothers and I didn’t engage

yourself?”

Whoa–Logan is usually the polite one.

with you

after you introduced

“Excuse me?” she snaps. “We just came over to see if you guys wanted to buy us drinks.”

“We don’t,” he says flatly.

“Oh, come on,” she presses. “You three are alone, we’re alone, we can get to know each

other.”

“Look, Cece,” I say.

“It’s Celia,” she corrects immediately.

“Whatever. We have a girlfriend.”

Logan’s head whips toward me, and I meet his eyes. He breaks into a wide grin and nods like he loves hearing it.

“Um, I don’t see your girlfriends,” Celia says, looking smug.

“I didn’t say girlfriends,” I reply. “I said girlfriend–as in one girl. She owns us, so kindly fuck off.”

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Her mouth drops open, and so do her friends‘ mouths. She lets out an offended huff, pivots on her pink heels, and the three of them stomp away like they’re marching off a runway.

Logan and I laugh under our breath. I glance around and catch Dylan at the table where the guy came from, talking to them and handing them something while they nod along. A

moment later, he heads back to us.

“What’s going on?” I ask him.

“I pay the band and the bar owner to let us play a little game. Then I go to the table that guy comes from and ask about him. He’s gay. One of the guys at the table is his boyfriend. I tell his boyfriend to go break them up, and then I explain what I need them to do.”

“Great,” I say. “Now tell us what we’re doing.” Perfect–I don’t have to lay hands on that guy

for touching my girl’s hips.

“We’re going out there,” Dylan says, “and we’re going to dance with our girl.”

At that moment, the main lights extinguish, leaving colored strobe lights and sweeping spotlights to traverse the dance floor in rhythmic arcs.

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