#Chapter 141 Tyler
That night, I got home, showered and shuffled into the kitchen to find Arielle setting out a bottle of wine and three glasses.
“Why three?” I asked.
“Because your boyfriends are coming over,” she said smugly. "And I'm going out with mine."
I looked at her in her skin tight dress. "Don't worry about waiting up for me. Or getting up to whatever you like.
I sat up. “Together?”
“They survived the coffee date. You owe them cookies. And Neil is offering to make dinner. You hungry for food or---”
Doorbell went off. And she smirked, sauntering away to the door.
"So glad you're here. I'm leaving. Have fun. Condoms are in various places!"
My face burned a bright red, but Neil cackled. "I never cut into your stash, Arielle. I respect you too much."
"I knew you were my favorite for a reason."
He came down the hallway grinning. "I'm only partially joking. The Mountainhowl does make the best condoms on the market."
I couldn't be more floored if I tried. Luckily, Dominic woul

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