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I’m not brooding and mysterious like Gus.

The truth is, I’m as interesting as Scarlett assumed when she met us. Catching that look thrown over her shoulder after she compared us to a bunch of accountants … It didn’t feel so much like a slam as an accurate representation of my character.

My brothers didn’t deserve that slight, but I’m the one she looked at after she said it.

It was like she could see right through me.

Sometimes, the truth hurts.

It hurts even more now that I’m starting to realize what it means.

I walk into my bedroom and put my mug in the adjoining bathroom’s sink.

I know what happens when she takes my brothers as her mates, and she doesn’t want me.

The home and the family I found, the brothers I love more than life, it all goes away.

I can’t stay where I’m not wanted.

I was forced through that as a child.

I can’t go through it again.

I won’t.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I fight the temptation to lay back and let myself pass out.

It’s hard, but I force myself to get up.

I know Bishop and Rueben are relying on me to keep Gus from scaring Scarlett away before they get a real chance to connect with her. I need to do whatever I can to make sure they get the true mate they’ve been waiting patiently for, even if that mate is going to take nothing to do with me.

Chapter thirty-six

Sapphire

I get basically all of the vacuuming done while Scout is upstairs. I’m just winding the cable back when he’s coming down those stairs, amazingly dressed exactly like Rueben was yesterday, in a tank top and sweatpants.

Good lord. He must really have to sweat to keep that body. It’s like a work of art.

I realize I’m staring, so I force myself to put my attention back on the vacuum.

Once the cable’s clipped into place, I’m ready to put it away.

Just as soon as my heart stops racing.

I press my lips together as Scout gets to the bottom of the stairs and I realize the mistake I just made in looking down. Now, I need to look back up, and my gaze can’t help but fix on the lump in his pants.

Oh my God. He’s even bigger than Rueben, and Rueben wasn’t exactly small.

“Here, let me get that.” He takes the vacuum by its handle and opens the closet door, storing it away while I try to get a grip on my overly excitable libido.

“You really don’t have to …” I start, stopping when he looks at me and I’m reminded that something upset him. He’s feeling kind of down right now, and the urge to touch him is stronger than ever.

I smile. “Thanks for the help.”

He nods. “No problem. I’ll be in the gym if you need anything.”

Right. He’s probably in there all the time.

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