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They all looked over, and there was confusion on most of their faces.

Not Dimitri’s face.

Not Heath’s face.

And certainly not on Greyson’s.

“What did you mean by that?” Maura asked.

Well, here went freaking everything. It was time to own it.

“I’m plan B. I can put him down.”

What the hell was this?

* * * H U N T E R – C R O F T * * *

Same Time

Master Bedroom

The Farm

There was no way he was awake. Poe had to be dreaming.

A part of him was confused, because when he opened his eyes, he was in bed with Gamble. That wasn’t the odd part. What was bizarre was that the man was happy and smiling.

“Hey. Morning.”

What was this?

Poe was so confused.

Before he could say anything, a very naked and sexy Gamble moved toward him and kissed him.

What?

The?

Hell?

They were locked in a kiss, and it felt so real and unbelievable. Poe didn’t know what to say or do.

Yeah, he had to be dreaming.

That was the only possibility.

“How’d you sleep?” Gamble asked.

Poe looked around, and when he lifted the blanket, he saw that he was naked too.

“Uh, I’m still sleeping,” he admitted. “There’s no way you’re in my bed and kissing me. You’re not gay, and I am. This doesn’t work in the real world.”

Gamble’s laughter was warm and soothing. It was what Poe imagined it would be like if he was whole.

“You’re so analytical. I told you. I can’t do women anymore. I’ll never be with another one, and I don’t want kids. Storm broke me. I’ve found you to trust, and you make me feel.”

Oh, boy.

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