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stop spraying that damn bug repellent all over the place, I’m going to have to take it away from you.”
    Lauren huffed out a laugh. “I’d like to see you try.”
    Tim stepped out onto the deck in time to see Scott make a move toward Lauren, who quickly lifted the bottle as though she were going to spray him in the face with it.
    â€œI’m not playing with you, Scott. This is my party, and I’ll spray Off! if I want to.”
    â€œYou’re causing a haze to settle over the deck,” Scott complained.
    â€œThat means it’s working.”
    â€œAre you still getting bitten?” Scott challenged.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œThen it’s not working. Give it to me.” Scott rushed her, but Lauren threw the bottle into the backyard before he wrapped his hands around her stomach. “Do you want to explain what the point of that was?”
    Lauren laughed and turned in to Scott’s chest. “I panicked.”
    â€œCan you two stop canoodling? I’m trying to keep dinner down,” Cass jibed.
    Scott kissed Lauren on the cheek before he looked up and his eyes caught Tim’s. “Hey, bro.” He disengaged from Lauren and made his way toward Tim, pulling him into a one-armed hug.
    Lauren hugged Tim after Scott moved away. “Thanks for coming. Even though it’s completely ridiculous to have a party for getting out of grad school.”
    â€œIt’s not ridiculous,” Scott said, appalled. “You worked hard. You should get a party just like everyone else.”
    â€œ
Who
is everyone else? No one else I graduated with is having some big shindig in their parents’ backyard. You and my mother are insane for insisting we have this.”
    Scott raised a hand. “First of all, ‘big shindig’ and ‘parents’ backyard’ are mutually exclusive terms. If you’d let me rent out Clay’s like I’d wanted to,
then
—”
    â€œThen it would be pretentious and obnoxious in addition to being unnecessary,” Lauren interjected.
    Scott glared at her for a second. “Is dealing with you always going to be this exhausting?”
    Lauren smiled brightly, looking pleased with herself. “Yup.”
    Scott pulled her into an embrace. “Just making sure.” He chuckled right before kissing her chastely.
    â€œYuck. Get a room,” Simone complained through a smile.
    Tim shook his head at their antics. “How was your graduation?”
    â€œLong-winded and dull,” she replied with a smile. “Have you eaten yet? There’s a ton of food in the kitchen.”
    â€œI’m good for now.”
    â€œOkay. Well, make yourself at home.” Lauren drifted back toward her friends.
    â€œHow’s the restaurant been?” Scott asked.
    â€œGoing well. Business is starting to pick up.”
    â€œThat’s great. So being an executive chef is everything Wolfgang Puck made it out to be?”
    Tim smiled at his brother in response before his eyes began to skim the crowd congregated on the deck. He tried to act disinterested, as though he were casually taking in the people before him.
    But that wasn’t the truth. And as he stretched his six-foot-two frame to get a better look around, he caught a glimpse of the familiar head of red hair that made his heart rate jack up every time he saw it. Quinn was sitting alone in the backyard by the pool.
    â€œWho are you looking for?” Scott questioned, making Tim shrink back slightly.
    â€œNo one,” Tim lied. “I’m going to grab a water. You want anything?”
    Scott looked at him curiously for a second before shaking his head.
    â€œBe right back.” Though Tim hoped he wouldn’t be. He walked over to the coolers that were lined up against the railing and dug around for a water before he descended the three steps that led to the yard and began walking toward Quinn.
    Tim had seen her a dozen or so times since Scott