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Lacey set her champagne down.

Then something in her expression changed.

I knew immediately we were in trouble.

“I have an idea.”

Scarlett groaned. “That tone has never ended well.”

A wicked smile slowly spread across her face. “You know, they’ve spent all this time planning Valentine’s Day for us, buying gifts, making reservations, keeping everything secret. We should return the favor with a surprise of our own. Something made specifically for them. Something sexy enough to make three possessive men lose their damn minds.”

“What kind of something?” I asked.

Lacey leaned toward us. “Boudoir photos.”

I blinked.

Scarlett’s eyes widened before her smile slowly spread. “Oh, that is evil.”

“I haven’t gotten to the evil part yet.” Lacey grinned. “We don’t give them the pictures once we get home. We send them one at a time tonight when they’re somewhere they can’t immediately get their hands on us.”

Scarlett laughed. “Now that really is evil.”

“Exactly.”

A spark of anticipation went straight through me.

“Together?” I asked.

“Not together together.” Scarlett laughed. “Although that would probably kill them.”

“Separate photoshoots,” Lacey clarified. “Same photographer. Same Valentine’s conspiracy.”

I thought about Lachlan opening his phone wherever we went tonight and finding a picture he had absolutely not been expecting.

Then another.

And another.

My smile must have given me away.

Scarlett pointed at me. “She’s in.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t have to.”

Lacey’s fingers were already moving over her phone. “I’m texting Aria.”

“Right now?”

“She can find someone.”

Less than five minutes later, Lacey’s phone chimed.

She read the message and started laughing.

“What?” I asked.