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“When have we been able to stop her from doing anything?” I say dryly.

“Seems like we have a fondness for stubborn women.” He motions over his shoulder.

“Seems like,” I chuckle. “Life won’t be boring.” I fiddle with the rope I wear on my wrist.

“Never that.” He runs his hands through his hair. “I can still taste her on my tongue. I fucking need her.”

“I know, brother,” I say. “There’s no one I would rather share her with.”

“Same,” he whispers. “The universe knew what they were doing.” He turns to face me. “I don’t like talking about that time.”

“I know. But you know why I had to,” I say, cupping his shoulder. “She hides so much from the family who loves her.”

“Think she’ll be able to open up to us?” he asks, and I squeeze my fingers and let go. I listen to her laughter as she talks to Sally.

“Yes, she already has. We have to be patient.”

“That’s not our strongest trait,” he says.

“We have to fake it,” I state. “She’ll trust us fully before she finds out we are.”

“Control my need,” he says wryly. “Easy.”

“I almost came in my pants when she called me Sir,” I admit.

“Fuck, I was close the second I put my mouth on her,” he says.

“We can fight it. We have to give her what she needs.”

“Maybe having Mom here will help,” he says. “Having her down the hall would certainly stop the temptation. We could tell her to stay here and not with Sally.”

“I don’t think anything will stop the temptation, just us from acting on it,” I say. “It would stop her from allowing us to sleep beside her if Mom was here.”

“We can’t win,” he grumbles.

“Brother, we already won,” I smile.

Chapter Twelve

Saphira

“Of course she can stay,” Sally says. “You can’t have sexy time with your mates with their mom in the house.”

“Sally, that’s not the reason,” I deny, but thinking about how it felt to be with them this morning tempts me.

“Sure it is, don’t lie,” she scolds. “You need time with them without someone hovering over your every move. I haven’t had another rabbit around in such a long time. I can’t wait to meet her. Are you ready to meet the mom?”

“Shit, I don’t know,” I moan. “I’ve never met someone’s mom. What if she doesn’t like me?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You are amazing. Who doesn’t like you? You are the best and a perfect match for her sons. I’ll make sure to talk you up,” she says.

“You don’t have to do that,” I say, pacing my room.

“She’ll love you, regardless. Do you know why?”

“No,” I whisper.

“You are going to love her sons,” she whispers.

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