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look happy. His jaw was clenched and the muscles in his jaw ticked.
    “No. Yes. I don’t know,” she whispered and rose from her seat. Eva began clearing the table but kept her eyes averted from them. The room was quiet except for the clank of dishes as she collected them. If she stopped, she could have heard a pin hitting the floor. The tension in the room made it hard for her to breathe.
    “We aren’t going anywhere until you have given me an answer, little girl.”
    “No.” She didn’t expect them to understand. They’d never lived with a disability the way she had. Men as strong and handsome as they were had probably never suffered a moment of self-doubt. Eva turned away and began to rinse the dishes and load the dishwasher.
    She jumped when hands landed on her shoulders and spun her around. When she looked up, she mentally cringed at the anger on Quin’s face.
    Eva’s heart sped up, beating hard and fast against her chest. Her breathing escalated and she tried to shrug off his hands. Quin’s eyes narrowed and then she shrieked as her world turned upside down. He’d moved so fast she barely saw him as he bent and placed his shoulder into her belly. The next thing she knew she was hanging over his shoulder as he strode from the room.
    “Put me down right now,” Eva yelled as she struggled.
    A hand landed on her ass with a loud smack. Oh, he did not just spank me, Eva seethed. There was no way she was letting him get away with that.
    “Put me the fuck down.” She kicked out her legs and was satisfied when they swung back and landed on his thigh, causing him to grunt. She shrieked when another slap landed on her ass, only this time it was a lot harder than the last.
    “Don’t you start cussing,” Quin snarled. “There is no way I’m letting you sound trashy.”
    She drew in a breath to let loose a tirade at his double standards, but as she opened her mouth she went flying. Eva’s scream was cut off when she landed on something soft and she bounced a few times. Quickly glancing around, she ascertained she was in her bedroom and tried to scramble off the bed. She didn’t make it.
    A large hand wrapped around her left ankle and another gripped one of the bars of her brace. Quin placed his knees on the bed and virtually threw himself over her, pinning her to the mattress using his whole body. But not once did her hurt her or crush her with his weight.
    “Why did Gray’s words upset you, Evana?”
    Eva didn’t want to answer, but she knew by the determined look in Quin’s eyes he wasn’t going to relent until he had what he wanted.
    “He made me feel special,” she answered quietly and then glanced away. As soon as she saw Gray and Pierson standing at the end of the bed near the sides she wished she hadn’t looked. Gray looked worried, but she could also see that he was hurt. Tears pricked her eyes again. It hadn’t been her intention to hurt him at all. She knew what it was like to be hurt over and over again, and because she had hurt him, she felt guilty.
    “I’m sorry,” Eva said when she looked at Gray.
    “Why?” Gray asked. Eva gazed at him for a moment until she realized he wasn’t questioning her apology.
    “I’ve never had compliments from anyone but my mother. I don’t know how to handle it when people say nice things to me. I don’t even know if I believe them.”
    Gray and Pierson moved around the end of the bed and got up beside her and Quin. Quin shifted until he was sitting between her legs, and even though she wasn’t pinned down anymore, she knew by the look in his eye that if she tried to move, he would stop her in an instant.
    Pierson reached over, cupped her cheek, and turned her head toward him. “What is going on inside that head of yours, darlin’?”
    Eva closed her eyes and tried to gather her thoughts, but a tap to her thigh had them opening again almost immediately.
    “Don’t close your eyes, baby,” Quin commanded. “I’m not letting you close yourself