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sexual tension. Needless to say, she stops asking questions then, probably fearing what Daneā€™s answer might be if she says anything else.

We finally exit the highway onto a two-lane road we seem to ride forever. But just as Iā€™m starting to get restless, we make a sharp right turn. Itā€™s another two-lane street, just like the last, but this one feels different. The trees are denser, closer together than before, closer to the road than before. Some so tall and broad they arch over the pavement, creating a natural tunnel as we drive through.

Every now and then, I spot the sharp edges of a pitched roof, setting manmade structures apart from nature. But each one is spaced so far from the last, I wonder if whoever lives in them can even consider themselves someoneā€™s neighbor. Itā€™s so different from the city, where I can literally peek out the bathroom window into Ms. Levinsonā€™s kitchen.

The tree line is even thicker now. So thick it appears as if thereā€™s nothing more than a dark abyss behind them. I spot a small clearing up ahead where the sun glints off shallow water. It isnā€™t deep, but itā€™s completely saturated the tall grass. But right in the center of it, sits a house no bigger than mine. Itā€™s on short stilt-like beams to keep it off the ground, with a short bridge connecting it to dry land. Weā€™re definitely not in Cypress Pointe anymore, and with how my head suddenly clears, Iā€™m starting to think this change of setting is just what I needed.

The sceneryā€™s kept me so engrossed I hardly notice another twenty minutes passes. It isnā€™t until I spot a sign that reads ā€˜Landry Manorā€™ that I snap out of it.

ā€œThis is it?ā€

West meets my gaze and nods. ā€œIt is. Nervous?ā€

That may have been the case at first, but my mood has definitely shifted. ā€œHonestly? Iā€™m kind of excited.ā€

He smiles and I quickly turn to stare out the window again, not wanting to miss anything when we turn into what I thought would be a driveway. However, I soon realize itā€™s more of a private road. Thereā€™s still no house in sight, just more of the big, towering trees that form a canopy over us as we creep along slowly.

Beside me, Scarā€™s just as intrigued as I am. Sheā€™s even stopped texting Shane for two seconds to gawk at how the rough foliage has gradually transitioned into well-maintained landscaping with high, wall-like shrubbery. Hidden within what almost looks like a maze, tall wrought iron lampposts are strategically placed throughout. Iā€™m imagining how this must all look at night. Incredible, I bet.

A broad, black roof comes into view above the natural walls and thatā€™s when I take in the breadth of what West said when he mentioned his grandfather having more than enough room for us all. From the looks of it, this place could function as a hotel if the family wanted. There it sits, a sprawling estate with a porch on both stories that appears to do a complete wrap-around. The impressive white columns are decorated with green garland and large red bows along the railing.

Our bus stops at the apex of the circular drive and I breathe deep.

ā€œWelcome to the Bayou, everyone,ā€ Sterling announces, smiling big as he stands from his seat. I nudge Scar with my knee, which gets her to smile a little.

West, still with his fingers laced between mine, leads me to the exit. He stretches as everyone else hops off, belting an easy laugh at another of Daneā€™s off-color jokes. I canā€™t help but stare up at him, convinced he seems lighter here. Honestly, all three of them do. Like not being bogged down by the usual Cypress Pointe bullshit suits them well.

ā€œHere goes,ā€ Joss sighs.

If I didnā€™t know any better, Iā€™d swear sheā€™s more nervous about the impending introduction than I am. Maybe because sheā€™s secretly just as concerned about what the family will think of her.

Maybe becauseā€¦ sheā€™s more into Dane than sheā€™ll ever admit?

Just a theory.

I smooth my hands down my ponytail and hope there arenā€™t dark circles under my eyes due to the lack of sleep.

ā€œStop worrying. Youā€™re fucking beautiful,ā€ comes a deep voice in my ear.

When I turn and meet Westā€™s gaze, heā€™s checking me out hardcore, not bothering to hide it even when I catch him.

ā€œThanks, perv,ā€ I say under my breath, which he interprets as an invitation to grope my ass while no oneā€™s looking.

I donā€™t stop him, of course.

Unlike how Iā€™m feeling today, he looks sexy as ever, which is nothing new. His light-wash jeans are stylishly faded with distressed seams and spaced-out rips down each leg. Itā€™s far warmer here than Cypress Pointe, but itā€™s far from hot. Heā€™s got on a gray hoodie and white sneakers, topped off with a diamond in his ear that catches the sun just like the ones on his watch.

I guess this is how the rich dress down.

ā€œReady?ā€ I turn to ask Scar, and she forces another smile when she nods.

I still feel horrible that sheā€™s missing her last week with Shane, but it couldnā€™t be helped. Before last night, I had no idea he was leaving. If Iā€™d known, I might have at least talked to West about arranging to head back home sooner than planned before he bought tickets.

Scar trudges toward the back where the driverā€™s handing off our luggage. She hikes her duffle bag up her shoulder then stands off to the side. I see sheā€™s trying to be a good sport about this, but itā€™s hard. I get it.

Sterling must notice Iā€™m concerned, because when I catch his gaze, he moves in on Scar and drapes his arm around her shoulder to lead her toward the porch. Something he says has her cracking up, like nothing was ever wrong. The triplets really do have this surrogate big brother thing down to a science, despite not having any practice before Scar came into their lives. She needs this,

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