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act as though she was there. He’d talk to her. His behavior had broken her heart.
    Rhys wasn’t trying to get back people he’d lost, but this broke Jane’s heart, too.
    “I’m so sorry for him, Sebastian.”
    “I know you are.” He smiled warmly.
    Jane sighed and then started to rise. She should go. She knew that Rhys would eventually be okay, and she had no other reason to hang around. Dejection filled her, although she couldn’t say why exactly.
    “Jane.” Sebastian reached out and caught her hand. His fingers enveloped her smaller ones. They didn’t feel nearly as big as Rhys’s , as strong. “Rhys needs to be watched all the time. The doctor said it was important to keep him under close supervision, because so many things could shock him.”
    Jane nodded, not understanding why he was telling her this.
    “This apartment is actually located over a nightclub. The nightclub that Rhys and I own. And at night, we are usually down in the club. It is popular—and without Rhys to help me, I’m going to be very busy. I won’t be able to watch him and run the club. So that’s where you come in. Is it possible that you could stay and take care of Rhys?”
    Jane’s eyes widened. He wanted her to stay here—with them. With Rhys.
    “Is—isn’t there someone else you could get?” She couldn’t take care of Rhys. She could barely look him in the eyes after this morning, much less watch his every move. Besides, there was something absurd about the idea of her watching a man like Rhys anyway. He was too potent, too powerful.
    “Well, the thing is, he still believes he’s engaged to you,” Sebastian told her. “So you would be the perfect one to be with him. He wouldn’t question it.”
    That did make sense, but why would Rhys continue to believe they had a relationship? She supposed it could be because he woke up with her spread-eagle in his bed. She was probably lucky he
had
assumed they had a relationship. He could have decided she was a prostitute or something.
    “I—I don’t know.” She pulled her hand out of his hold. She didn’t know these men. She couldn’t very well move in with two strangers.
    “I really need your help,” Sebastian told her.
    “How am I supposed to stop him from leaving the apartment if he really wants to?” Why was she asking this? Why was she even considering staying?
    Sebastian’s lips curled at one corner. “I think you can control him quite easily. He’s fascinated with you.”
    His words didn’t lessen the tightness in her chest. Although they did make her skin tingle again.
    She was losing it.
    “And I’d pay you, of course,” he added. “You said you were in a hotel, right? The room here would be free.”
    She looked around. She did need a place to stay until she could get her finances in order. She had her few traveler’s checks, but she wasn’t sure those would last her until her new bank card and credit cards were sent. This might not be a bad solution until she could find an apartment and a steady job.
    She glanced at Sebastian, who watched her intently.
    Still, she didn’t know these men. They could be serial killers for all she knew. Weirder things had happened—most of them to her in the past two days.
    No, Sebastian and Rhys didn’t look like homicidal maniacs. Of course, she’d already proven she wasn’t the best judge of character.
    “And,” Sebastian added, pointedly, “Rhys was there for you when you needed him.”
    He had her there. Rhys had saved her life. Did serial killers bother to save a person just to kill them later? She wasn’t sure, but she decided it was unlikely. Plus, something inside her did trust Rhys.
    She hesitated a moment longer, then said softly, “All right.”
    Smug satisfaction filled Sebastian at his well-executed lie. He hadn’t even felt remorse at her pained look when he’d thrown out his ace in the hole, Rhys saving her. Okay, maybe he felt a twinge of guilt, but it was worth it. Rhys needed this