A Taste of Spring

Chapter 37

Spring turned to Fallon, who sat in the booth on the other side of her but not close. His attention was glued to Summer.

"You want something, Two?" Summer asked as she handed her purse to Spring.

Spring took the purse. "Something sweet."

"Hey," Fallon called, "don't you need your purse to buy drinks?"

Summer stopped, turned, then leaned over the table toward Fallon's side. Spring watched as Fallon's dark eyes grew darker as he took in all the cleavage Summer pushed at him. "The day I buy my own drinks will be the day I have a ring on this finger." She held up her left ring finger. "...and a big strong alpha who doesn't just beat the ass of any man who threatens me, but," and she whispered the rest just loud enough for only Fallon and Spring to hear, "knows how to make my kitty purr." Summer winked at him then walked away.

Spring giggled as she watched Fallon's eyes narrow.

"I don't know what she said but I'm thinking she likes him," Dez grinned.

Spring laughed at that too. If he only knew.

"What?" Dez asked, his brows crinkled with confusion.

shifted so that she faced Dezmond. "So,

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FALLON

"women" encroached on his day and time with his friend. Taking up quality bro time. It wasn't as if he was jealous. Plenty of women joined them on their

those women were professionals.

like a schoolboy getting head for the first time. Yeah, she was gorgeous but she was nothing

at the sound of Spring's and

they think they are?)

the sister, Summer, with his hawkish gaze. She basically sat at the bar, coming over to the booth just

actually had some

him rang out again. It took all he was not to drop her fucking lie out on

are you still sour tonight, Fallon?" Dezmond leaned around

He slid out of the booth and

your arm? Looks like

marks were slashed over his forearm. "Nothing," he said as he rolled his sleeve down over the scratches.

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