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wondering if maybe she should have handled the explanations better. She still hadn’t wrapped her mind around everything yet herself. She still felt as though she was trapped in some sort of dream.
    The twins were another problem.
    Her attraction to them plagued her. More than once since they’d arrived she’d found herself replaying that night at the club. She couldn’t stop thinking about it, about how what Nicholas and Darien felt had slammed into her, mixing with her own sensations. It had been intense and overwhelming.
    She’d wanted to ask if it would always be like that but had been too embarrassed.
    Just thinking about having sex with them again kept her awake, made her pussy ache with the need to feel them again. It was like a drug addiction—strong and undeniable.
    But it wasn’t just the sex she was addicted to. It was the twins. Just spending time with them made her feel happy—happier then she’d felt in a long time.
    Tonya stirred and Rebecca placed a hand on her arm. “You okay?” she asked.
    Her friend cracked open one eye. “Is it gone?”
    “Yes,” Rebecca said with a nod, her lips twitching slightly at Tonya’s obvious trepidation.
    “What was that?”
    “That was Vincent. He’s Nicholas and Darien’s great, great uncle. Serving out a few decades as a cat is the punishment inflicted on him by the council. Apparently he was a roguish warlock. He seduced someone he wasn’t supposed to.” Tonya snorted then covered her mouth with her hand to stifle a giggle. “I know. This whole thing is outlandish, isn’t it?”
    Tonya nodded, laughter now rumbling through her chest. “Who are Nicholas and Darien? Aren’t they the men from the club?” she asked once she’d settled down.
    “Yes.”
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    Tonya’s eyes narrowed. “They had that dog take your keys on purpose didn’t they?”
    “Actually.” Rebecca looked down at her nails. “Nicholas was the dog.”
    “ What? ”
    “Feeling better?” Marcus asked from the open doorway.
    Rebecca didn’t miss the heat flaring in Tonya’s eyes before she tamped it down, anger taking its place as she glared at Marcus. “Go easy on him,” Rebecca whispered.
    “He’s been beside himself, worried about you.”

    Tonya snorted, unsure she believed that load of crap.
    “I’ll leave the two of you alone,” Rebecca murmured and Tonya reached out to grasp her hand. She didn’t want to be alone with him. She knew what would happen if she were.
    “You’ll be fine,” Rebecca whispered then pulled her hand free. “I’ll check on you later.”
    With that her friend left the room, leaving her alone with a man she both lusted after and hated. Crossing her arms over her chest, Tonya glared at Marcus in silence.
    “You must be feeling better. You’re shooting daggers at me.”
    His lips spread into an adorable smile, lighting up his deep blue eyes and making them sparkle. Tingles ran down her spine but she brushed them aside, ignoring the affect his nearness had on her senses.
    “I should be shooting bullets,” she snarled.
    “You wanted to see Rebecca,” he reasoned.
    “You kidnapped me.”
    He waved his hand, dismissing it and shooting her the most sensual smile she’d ever seen. Her flesh heated from the inside out.
    “Details,” he purred.
    “That’s a big detail, Marcus. You scared me. I thought you were going to go all mob on me and dump my ass in the river.”
    Marcus shook his head with an amused frown. “No, sweet. I don’t dump people in the river anymore. They have a tendency of floating back up. Now I just cut them up into little pieces and feed them to the dragons.”
    Tonya narrowed her gaze. “You’re such an ass.”
    Laughter rumbled through his chest as he came further out onto the balcony. He wore all black again but it looked good on him. The black slacks accentuated his trim waist, the black t-shirt hugged his muscular chest. Flashes of that afternoon at the club went through her mind and without thinking her gaze