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Dakota spikes the volleyball into Calder’s face

Am I a sadist? Is it sadism to be attracted to someone who makes you miserable? Either way, this is a family vacation, and that is not a family-appropriate bathing suit.

Calder about Dakota

As I watch the four ladies make their way into the water, I feel my body tense when Dakota struts across the pool deck in a black string bikini that she has no business looking that good in.

Calder about Dakota
Likes what he sees

I will not be this scorned woman who only talks about her divorce like my mother was most of my life. I will get back to my former happy-go-lucky, confident self. I’ll turn my lemons into margaritas, dammit!
I stare down at my breasts spilling out of my bikini. “But hey . . . a little divorcée weight gain gave me bigger tits, so at least I saved money on a boob job.”
Dakota

“I’ve just gained weight. Some of my old clothes don’t fit like they used to.”
“I think you look amazing,” Addison says sweetly.
“Thanks,” I reply with a laugh. “And you can look as amazing as me for the low, low price of a divorce that costs you six figures and twenty extra pounds!”
Dakota

What am I doing? The last thing I need rolling through my brain are visuals for what Calder would have looked like on his knees—oh my God, I’m disgusting!
Stop thinking about Calder and sex, Dakota! He’s gross, and you’re gross for letting your mind wander like this! It’s only going to make the vibe between us even more irritating.

Dakota’s self talk about Calder
Don’t be attracted to him

The annoying man in question had to come back to the room earlier to change into his swim trunks. I tried to look busy when he walked out of the bathroom shirtless with all his muscles and ink on full display, but I have to admit to sneaking a peak when he was digging in his bag for some sunscreen.

Dakota about Calder
Nice to look at

Wedding itinerary
Heading home on day 6
Wedding on day 5

Dakota- They all kind of look the same too. Do you notice that?
Cozy- Bearded, tattooed, flanneled, and shockingly well-scented? Yes, I do notice that.

Discussing the Fletcher brothers

Dakota- Like seriously, of all the sex clubs in Colorado, what were the odds that I would walk into the one he’s a member of? It’s not like going to sex clubs is a common thing. It’s not like running into each other at the supermarket. There I was just browsing for dick, and then bam, the Calder Daily Special was announced on the loudspeaker.
Talk about completely mortifying.

“Why can’t you go share with one of your brothers?”
“Um . . . have you not heard about the infamous Fletcher libido?”
“No, señor? Tell me of this libido,” Carlos says, blinking curiously back at me.
I smile at him. “We like to fuck, Carlos. A lot.”
Calder

Calder & Dakota learn they’re sharing a room
Large palapa suite

Calder and Dakota both freeze in place, looking at each other and then back to Carlos, confused for being singled out.
“You two have a different oceanside room. Right this way,” Carlos says reassuringly as he leads them toward the cobblestone path that wraps around to the back of the house.
“What are you up to, Everly?” Cozy murmurs into my ear when she spots me watching them with a knowing smirk.

I’ve missed her too. She literally barreled into all of our lives like the most unexpected miracle . . . giving me a cousin, filling my uncle’s barn with all sorts of amazing animals, and making my grumpy, quiet uncle Wyatt happier than I’ve ever seen him. The fact that I brought them together brings me so much joy I could burst.

Everly about Trista and Wyatt

But it wasn’t until I saw her and my uncle Calder fighting at my graduation party last year that I knew she’d be perfect for him. Calder needs a strong female figure to settle him down. And no one fights with someone that much if they don’t have some level of underlying passion. A matchmaker notices these things.

Everly about Dakota and Calder

Calder gets kicked out of the club because Dakota denies knowing him

In all the years I’ve known this woman, she never fucking hears me. It’s like we speak two different languages. Every damn decision she had to make on her house with me felt like we were trying to solve the square root of pi. It was excruciating.

Calder about Dakota

I don’t even like this girl, but right now she’s a newbie and she seems uncomfortable, so I’m trying not to read too much into my overprotective reaction.

Calder about Dakota

Calder saves Dakota from an orgy.

Calder sees Dakota at the sex club.

My brows lift. I remember my first tour. Glory Hole Alley and the Milking Station were not on my bingo card that night, but there they both were . . . staring back at me with various stations of towels, lube, and washrooms to clean up afterward.
Talk about baptism by lube.

Calder back at club Lexon
So many kinky choices

I frown at that thought . . . calling them pussies feels derogatory now that I’m a proud cat daddy. Then again it should have felt derogatory to women for all the years I’ve used it. Self-awareness is an embarrassing bitch sometimes.

Introspective Calder

Calder- I got my first tattoo when I was only sixteen, and my three brothers were so scared of what my mother’s reaction would be, they all went out and got tattoos as well to try to soften the blow for me.
We were all grounded for the entire summer.

If you like the taste of my potent onion, swipe right and let’s giggle and make some soup together.

Last line of Calder’s personal ad
The whole thing is hilarious!
Written by his brothers

Aaron asks Sarah to be his girlfriend
She says yes

“Alexa, play ‘Love is a Bitch’ by Two Feet.”

Sarah walking up the stairs at Aaron’s house on Valentine’s Day
Listening to audiobook
Mine started playing this song

Aaron’s grocery trip
Valentine dinner

“Please don’t fuck this up, Aaron.”
I smile. “So, you like the idea of me and Sarah?”
“Yes.”
I point over my shoulder, happy to hear her approval. “I should get back to the bar.”
Emily’s blessing keeps a smile glued to my face as I head back. I really like the idea of Sarah and me too.

Aaron- Bar social dynamics begin whirling through my mind. Women flirt with me, and I, historically, have always given them a little flirt back. It’s part of being a bartender, after all.

Sarah- Surprised, I open the box and find a purple, heart-shaped cookie and a small card. In white icing, the cookie says, “Will you be my Valentine?” I smile, hoping it’s from Aaron, and open the card.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I’d like to cook dinner for you.
Your secret admirer,
Aaron Olson

Now she knows 💜