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night to meet up with some workmates, and Adam was so angry at Dylan because of his comment about Sandy that he'd disappeared when Trey left.
    "I was meaning to ask you to set me up with her, Dylan," Trey continued.
    Dylan's heart pounded hard. Was that a joke? A part of Trey's game to put off Lenore? Or was his interest in Ari for real?
    No, no. Trey shouldn't be interested in Ari.
    "What do you say, Dyl?" Trey prodded.
    "She's taken," he answered nonchalantly.
    "Oh, really? But she wasn't with a man that night, was she?"
    "So? Adam was there without Sandy," he contended.
    "So this Ari already has a boyfriend?" Lenore asked, looking animated again.
    "Yes."
    "What a shame," Trey said with a sigh. "Do you know who the guy is?"
    "Yes," Dylan answered. "Me." He took a sharp intake of breath. Shit. What possessed me to say that?
    His discomfort turned to bemusement when Adam and Trey laughed their asses off.
    "What the hell is so funny?" he demanded.
    "Oh, Dylan. You'll never pull that shit on us," Adam said.
    "Come on, man," Trey said in a pleading tone. "I'm serious. Set me up with Ari."
    Dylan's jaw dropped in shock. He relaxed a little when Trey winked at him. This better be part of the game.
    "I'm being serious, too," he said with conviction. "You can't have her. I saw her first."
    Trey stood up and gestured for a handshake. "I'll fight you for her, then. May the best man win."
    "You're on. I'll win her anyway I can," he declared, getting up and shaking Trey's proffered hand.
    Noeleen got up from the couch and stomped toward the kitchen. "I'm getting another drink," she muttered, clearly displeased.
    "Me, too," Lenore said, following Noeleen to the kitchen.
    Sandy wordlessly went after her friends.
    Dylan exchanged hi-fives with Trey and Adam before the three of them settled back on the couch, silently chuckling.
    But for the rest of the night, he kept getting distracted by a niggling worry.
    Trey had better be joking.

CHAPTER FOUR

    Ari padded down the stairs quietly but hastily, her face hot from embarrassment and...yes, arousal. Damn it! Why was her timing so bad? She already heard them yesterday morning. Did she have to hear them again today?
    She hadn't mean to pause outside Kane and Jasmine's bedroom door but Kane's soft moans and panting groans stopped her in her tracks. Her cheeks reddened anew at the images those pleasure sounds brought to her consciousness. Of course it wasn't Kane that filled her mind. It was Dylan. Kane's orgasmic noises were so similar to Dylan's that she was bombarded by erotic memories from their one and only one-night stand.
    She shook her head vigorously to clear her mind of lustful thoughts and followed a soft humming coming from the kitchen.
    She found Sam there, preparing food by herself. She wasn't surprised that Kris wasn't up yet, even though it was already after ten. The four girls had been out dancing until two that morning, and Kris had practically boogied non-stop. If Kris hadn't been exhausted by all that, she would have been shocked.
    "Morning, Sam," she greeted her friend with a grin. "What are you making?"
    "Morning, Ari," Sam responded brightly. "Just making a couple of quiches and some salad for brunch. It's the last meal I get to prepare in this dream kitchen before Kris and I head back to Melbourne tonight." She inspected the ingredients she had laid out. "Do you think this would be enough for seven people? Maybe I should make something else as well."
    "Seven?" Ari asked.
    "Yes. Remember that Dylan's friend is coming over, so he could discuss his renovation project with Kane?"
    Ari counted the number of people in her head. "That's just six of us then, isn't it?"
    "Plus Dylan."
    "Dylan will be here again?"
    "I think so," Sam responded, looking at her closely. "You okay?"
    "Oh, sure, yeah." She put on a serene face, but the butterflies in her stomach were excited as hell. "Can I help you with anything?" she offered Sam.
    "Thanks. Maybe you can make us some coffee?" Sam