The knots in Aimee's stomach tightened as Karla shut her bedroom door, locking her and Lance inside and Clint and Aimee out. She would never understand her sister. Aimee wondered if Mitch even played into Karla's plans. Wouldn't he be upset that she was about to have s*x with someone else? Of course, with the way he went after the twins, Aimee doubted it.
“Well, at least Lance is enjoying his night out," Clint said, as he held his glass at chest level. “I'd say he owes me for being his wing man tonight."
She couldn't help but smile, a little laugh slipping past her lips. “Not jealous, are you? Of course, you two did make a cute couple."
“What can I say? His five o'clock shadow irritated me." He took a sip of his mixed drink, his smile at the edge of the glass. As he swallowed, he gestur
