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So fucking rare.
And we couldn’t even tell her. Not without scaring her away and trampling all over the very clear boundary she set.
We would have to show her.
Her hand was so small in mine, soft and warm. “It’s good to meet you.”
I just managed to get myself together enough to move aside so the others could introduce themselves. On their faces I saw the same awe. Except for Cade, who looked at the four of us like we’d each just grown a second head.
We all used our real names.
The blush on her cheeks while she shook each hand was intoxicating. So she wasn’t entirely immune.
Good.
That was good.
Hawk turned away from Isolde and asked quietly, “What the fuck are we going to do?”
“I have absolutely no idea.”
Rowan’s hand came down on my shoulder, voice equally low. “We’re going to go to this party and do our job. It’s going to be a hell of a lot easier to act like we’re together. And after? Then we figure it out.”
We didn’t need a discussion to be on the same page.
She wasn’t a client.
She wasn’t a job.
She was absolutely everything.
Isolde Allen was our Omega, and we had three weeks to prove it.
CHAPTER THREE
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ISOLDE
Joel stepped aside so the others could reach me, and I felt like I shrank under the intensity of their eyes on me. The scent of bourbon and cardamom lingered in my nose from Joel’s closeness, quickly morphing into a gentle sweetness. Orange and vanilla. Fucking hell, this Alpha smelled like a creamsicle.
Tall and blonde, he reached out and took my hand in both of his. “It’s very nice to meet you, Isolde. I’m Vaughn.”
“Vaughn,” I repeated, blinking. He was gorgeous, hair a little long and shaggy, but just enough. Like you could sink your fingers into it andgrip. And his scent didn’t make him any less lickable.
I wasn’t interested in anything, of course, but I was still an Omega.
And I had eyes that worked.
One side of his mouth tipped up as he watched me, like he could see every thought on my face. He probably could—I was a terrible liar.
Tall, dark, and handsome was next. Tattoos covered both arms. I spotted musical motifs before his face caught me. Harsh but beautiful, with lips that were almost a crime. No one could look at those lips andnotimagine what they felt like. Hair that hung just above his shoulders and curled around his face.
I was going to kill Trinity tonight.
“Can I hug you?” He asked.
Managing a smile, I cleared my throat. “Since we’re all going to pretend to be together in a few hours, yeah, that’s okay.”
