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“So, where are you two off to then?” Aiden stood up and walked over to us.

“A bar.”

“What bar?” he asked, this time his eyes looking slightly angry.

I wondered if he would ever get over the need to have to know everything.

“I think we’re going to Beach Lagoon,” I said finally.

“Okay, down on Fifth Street?” he asked.

“Yes, sir.” I nodded and then saluted him.

“Funny.”

“If Mom and Dad don’t find the need to stay up and ask me, why do you care?”

Aiden stared at me for a few seconds and then turned to Alice. “You look very nice this evening.”

She blushed as she answered him, “Thanks.”

“Are you going to be warm enough in that dress?”

He stared at her long expanse of naked legs and bare shoulders, and she nodded.

“I’m pretty sure the alcohol will keep me warm.”

“Who’s the DD?” He looked back at me with a frown.

“We’re going to take an Uber there and back.” I tried not to roll my eyes. “We’re not irresponsible, you know. We did make it to twenty-two with some brains.”

“I just wanted to make sure you didn’t want a ride there and back.”

“I can drive you if you want.” Xander spoke up and stood up.

“Oh, you don’t need to do that.” Gabby sounded annoyed as she glared at me.

So much for herI’m sorryschtick. I had known she wouldn’t be able to fake a sweet personality for long.

“I don’t want you girls to get taken advantage of.” Xander stood next to Aiden and stared into my eyes.

This time, I couldn’t avoid his eyes. His irises looked furious as he gazed at me. I wasn’t sure what his problem was, but I couldn’t stop myself from shivering as I stood next to him. I could feel the electricity flowing between us, and I took a step back.

“I think we’ll be fine.” I licked my lips nervously.

“Yeah, we’ll be fine,” Alice repeated, and I could see her and Aiden giving each other small looks back and forth.

“Trust me, Xander, Alice and Liv won’t have any problems.” Gabby jumped up and walked over to us. “They’re both pros at looking like sluts and not getting bothered.”

“Gabby,” Aiden admonished her.

“What?” She shrugged. “It’s true.” She looked at Alice and me and then at Xander and Aiden. “I mean, come on. You don’t go out in heels as high as those, with dresses as short as that, and not expect that some creep is going to try and slip his hand between your legs or down your top.”

“Gabby, shut up,” Scott shouted. “What is your problem?”

“Maybe it’s pregnancy brain?” Henry said and gave me a small smile.

“Yeah, but she hasn’t been pregnant all her life,” I muttered. “That doesn’t excuse her lifelong bitchiness.”