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Olivia.
    “Greg.” James shot the eighth club member a smile, but didn’t release Liv’s hand. “G’day, mate.”
    “Hey, Greg.”
    “Liv.” Greg kissed her cheek, rounded the table, clapped James on the back and took a seat next to him. Following on his heels were Theo and Zoey, and as soon as they’d said their hellos and taken their seats side by side, Levi, Spencer and Ava joined them.
    Zoey’s gaze homed straight in on James’s and Olivia’s hands. “Anyone care to tell me what’s been going on since last time we saw you all?”
    “Sure,” Ava volunteered, her eyes dancing with delight. “Let’s see. My unexpected life as a single woman continues on as usual. No change there. Greg got his hair cut.” She threw a smile his way. “It looks good, by the way. Super duper trendy.” Next, she pointed to the two men who’d been sitting at the bar. “Spence and Levi finally had sex, and we’re all just thrilled for them. James discovered Liv has boobs, now he can’t stop staring at her chest. And Liv threatened to sprinkle poison on James’s dinner tonight.” She paused. “Any questions?”
     
     

 

Chapter Two
     
    Chaos erupted. Everyone spoke at the same time. Questions and gasps of disbelief echoed through the room, and in the mayhem James lost Liv’s hand—which he was not at all happy about.
    It was only when Chelsea, the restaurant owner, arrived with a tray of drinks that everyone finally shut up.
    After she handed Greg his customary Black Label whiskey and poured Theo and Zoey a glass of red wine each before setting the bottle in front them, she looked at Ava with a smile. “Did I hear you say Spencer and Levi finally had sex?”
    Ava grinned back at her. “You did indeed.”
    “So I suppose congratulations are in order?”
    “I suppose they are. What do you think?” Ava asked her.
    “I think… Hmmm, I think the next time Levi and Spencer have sex, I’d like to be there to watch.”
    Greg patted the restaurant owner’s hand. “I’m sorry, Chelsea. If Spence and Levi are sleeping together, this might mean you don’t get any more marriage proposals from Levi.”
    Levi had made it a habit to ask Chelsea to marry him at least once during dinner—every dinner.
    “Oh, it might,” Chelsea agreed. “Then again, we never know with Levi, do we?”
    “Wait,” Zoey interrupted. “Av, did you say Spence and Levi finally had sex, or did you say they finally had sex with each other ?”
    “Good question, Zo.” Ava nodded her approval. “How about we ask them?”
    And with that, three pairs of eyes turned to Spencer and two pairs turned to Levi. Chelsea smiled a secret smile, and James let his gaze drift across the table, back to Olivia. Her expression mirrored four others. Eyes wide, mouth open, eagerly waiting to see what happened next.
    “Spencer, Levi,” Zoey addressed them. “We’d all like to know, did the two of you finally have sex with each other?”
    “We’ve known it was on the cards for a while now,” Greg intoned. “So don’t feel at all shy to mention if you’ve come out of the closet.”
    Although concern for Olivia and the stress she seemed determined to keep to herself worried him, James had to chuckle at the questions. No one would ever mistake Levi and Spence for a gay couple. Both men loved women. Spence favored long-term monogamous relationships, while Levi enjoyed one-night stands as often as possible. 
    Levi curled his mouth in amusement. “Well, let’s see. If Spence was in the room with me while I was making love, and he was making love too—on the same bed, at the same time—would that equate to having sex with each other?”
    Olivia’s eyes widened even further. “Dear Lord. You slept together.”
    “Fucking hell.” Greg shook his head. “Levi and Spence naked in the same bed? I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.”
    “Oh, my goodness.” Zoey gasped. “Levi and Spence naked in the same bed? I think I just had a mini