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nipples beaded hard against her shirt. It was all Alec’s fault!
    If he hadn’t given her the roughness she craved, she’d be in control. Her body still resonated from the unexpected pounding it had received. She stepped deeper into the shadows, hoping he’d end the interrogation quickly so they could slip back up the stairs and leave before she embarrassed herself.
    “Stasia.”
    She jerked as Max’s gaze drifted past Alec’s shoulders to seek her in the darkness. “Hello, Max,” she said, hating the breathless sound of her voice.
    “You shouldn’t be here, sweetheart.”
    “She’s with me,” Alec said, his jaw tensing.
    “I can see that.” Max’s narrowed gaze settled back on his brother.
    Stasia dragged in a ragged breath. “This is a little awkward,” she said, injecting a note of humor she was far from feeling.
    “Hope you know what you’re doing, baby girl,” Max said, his gaze remaining on his brother.
    “You think I have any choice in the matter?” she asked, her voice tight. “Like I ever did?”
    Max’s gaze came back to rest on her, and he nodded. “I’m sorry about that.” He drew in a deep breath. “Meet Joe Garcia,” he said, and glanced back into the darkness behind him where the vampire prowled. “This is Stasia.”
    “An old friend?” Joe said, one dark brow lifting in sardonic amusement.
    “Something like that,” Max muttered, but his gaze never wavered from her.
    The hint of apology that crimped the sides of his mouth nearly made her lose control of her tightly leashed anger. He feels sorry for me? She shook her head, letting her hair settle around her shoulders and stepped closer to Alec, lifting a hand to caress his shoulder. “I don’t need your approval—you’re not the clan alpha anymore.” She stepped closer, pressing her breasts to Alec’s back as her hand trailed around his belly.
    Alec’s breath caught. “Stasia…” he warned, his body tightening beneath her touch. “Maybe you’d better wait in my office.”
    “Gonna be long?” she asked, leaning closer to aim the whisper up into his ear. She liked the way the two behind the bars watched her play—their nostrils flared, no doubt to catch her ripening scent. Max’s gaze narrowed to fierce, feral slits.
    Alec’s head swiveled, and his lips hovered just above hers. Anger flared in his hard glare, but she didn’t care. She had his attention. She had all their attention. Not because she was an available were-bitch—she was a bone between two fierce dogs. “Upstairs,” he ground out. “Now.”
    Her hand drifted lower, grazing his beltline, and she laughed, low and husky. “Anything you say. It’s not like I can refuse, hmmm?” And because she’d accomplished what she’d set out to do—determine whether Max was still interesting and to annoy the hell out of Alec—she left, swaying her hips and leaving her scent to tease their nostrils. She laughed again, letting the sound echo in the silence behind her, and made her way up the stairs.
    Todd waited for her at the top. He gripped her elbow and jerked her through the door, shutting it with a slam. “Little bitch, did you do them all?”
    Stasia jerked away from her brother and scowled. “It’s none of your business anymore who I do.”
    He leaned close, trapping her between his arms against the door. “Who you fuck will be my decision very soon,” he growled. “So don’t piss me off.”
    She snorted. “He kicked your ass the last time. You really wanna go back for more?”
    Todd’s cheeks flushed an angry red. “Is the vamp still alive?”
    She nodded and let a little smile play at the corner of her lips. “He’s playing with them now.”
    His expression grew impossibly darker and tense. “Did Max say why he came back?”
    Stasia’s lips twisted, and she pushed away the arms confining her. “I suppose they’re talking about it now.”
    “You didn’t stick around to find out?”
    This time she blushed. She’d been so busy