Chapter 32
Blake crawled back into his room through the window just as Travis was walking in, pulling a clean shirt over his head. Blake was still high on the dangerous mixture of Liv’s passion and the self-sacrifice he was about to offer. He smiled, feeling like a hero. “Oh, just the man I was looking for,” Blake said, pushing himself off the sill. “I have some great news.” Travis chuckled, pulling his shirt down. “Don’t tell me Francis finally admitted you’re her favorite? That would be a Christmas miracle.” Blake shook his head, walking toward his brother. He lowered his voice, delivering the news with a confident smirk. “Better. I talked to Liv. She agreed to sleep with you. To see if you’re straight.” Travis froze. His hands dropped away from his shirt, his body instantly rigid. “What?” Bla
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