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Fuck, what is wrong with me? I hand back the phone to Vanessa before I get into any more trouble with my thoughts.
    Her eyes are on me, ignoring the phone. “Who would cheat on that, Evan?” She asks, stabbing the phone with her finger.
    I had to agree, but still you never know what happens behind closed doors. Being hot doesn’t mean you’re immune to cheating. It sucks; I found this out the hard way, women can cheat just as much as men. “Is that her husband?” The dark headed guy who has his hands all over her; making me feel jealous that he gets to touch her.
    “No, that’s Derrick, her other best friend. He’s gay; Beau hates him too. The man looks like a supermodel, I get why he would be jealous, but that man prefers dick and lots of it.” She chuckles softly. “Sorry, Evan I’m babbling.”
    “No, you’re not, it’s fine,” I tell her, giving her a smile as I glance at the phone again, taking in Sienna’s smiling face. “And yeah, she’s hot.”
    Vanessa’s smile widens. “She’ll kill me for mentioning it, but she has such a crush on you.”
    Well now, I like the sound of that.
    Vanessa flicks through her phone again. “This is the bastard.”
    It’s a picture of a blonde guy with his arm around Sienna. He looks like an Abercrombie and Fitch model, all preppy and shit. Dressed in cream pants, boat shoes and a white button-down shirt with his sleeves rolled up. He must spend his days sailing on a yacht; you could see the old money oozing from his pores, just like the rich oil boys from back home in Texas.
    “He’s a lawyer, all slimy and shit,” Vanessa says, crinkling her nose. This made me laugh.
    I continued flicking through more of the photos on her phone. The rest were of Sienna and Derrick; dancing, laughing, drinking and by the looks of things, having a great time. She looked so happy, it’s sad to know how the night ended; my hands fisting in anger for her.
    “She’s divorcing him, thank God.”
    My ears are standing to attention over this little bit of information. It doesn’t matter if she is single though, there are a number of things standing between us. One: there is an ocean between us, two: she is Vanessa’s best friend and three: she is going to have baggage. Just stick with the groupies Evan.
    “She’s lucky to have you on her side, Vanessa.”
    Giving me a weak smile, she asks. “Do you think the boys would mind if I go to Australia for Christmas? I want to surprise her; I hate that I am not there for her.”
    “If they do, then I will just punch them in the balls.”
    Laughing she knocked my shoulder with hers, “Thank you, Evan, for listening. I appreciate it even though I know you lost at rock, paper, scissors.”
    She made me laugh. Ness knows us so well.
    “I’ll miss your birthday.”
    That sucks, but I’m used to people missing my birthday. Being born on New Years’ Eve makes it that way, but this was more important than my birthday. The boys and I were all heading to Mexico for my 30th.
    “It’s all good, probably best you do not witness it.”
    Vanessa let out a loud groan. “Fuck, that’s true, I can come home earlier if you want?”
    Laughing at her, I say, “No, no, I was joking, I promise we will behave.”
    She raises her eyebrow at me not looking convinced.
    “Okay, how about I say we will keep it private and not give the paparazzi anything to photograph,” I promised, giving her my best-dimpled smile.
    “Fine, I can live with that.” She smiled in return.
    ***
    “How is she?” Christian asks, as I arrive back into our suite.
    “You’re safe, Chris. It was about Sienna; her lame ass husband got busted cheating on her.”
    The boys groan their disapproval over that.
    “Seriously, that woman is hot. What a dick for cheating on her,” Christian adds.
    “Yeah, she’s fucking prime. Dude needs his head read for sure. Vanessa wants to go home at Christmas to be with her.”
    “I wouldn’t expect anything less from V,” Christian