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Everly
Good. Never let them in our sacred space again.
Brynlee
Okay, Mother Earth.
I close out of my phone and get out of the tub I’ve been soaking in for the past thirty minutes. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt grimier than I did when we finished scrubbing this place. But now it smells fresh and looks clean, and Brynn and I are going to do a little shopping tomorrow to warm it up a bit.
The boys had boring taste.
But at least they had expensive boring taste.
The heated floors are a nice touch.
I slip into my fuzzy white robe and tie it at the waist, then flop down on my bed with no intention of moving for the rest of the night.
“Hey.” Brynn pops her head in my room. “I’m heading out.”
“You look pretty. Going somewhere fun?”
She walks over and tugs my hair out of the messy bun I threw it in so it wouldn’t get wet, then tousles it.
“What the hell?”
“Don’t ask me where I’m going, and I won’t ask you why Ares is standing in our new living room.”
“What?” I sit right up with that new nugget of information.
What part of under the radar does he not get?
“Wait... so you’re going to see a man?” I mean, if she’s saying she won’t ask about Ares if I don’t?—
Brynn shakes her head and places her pointer finger in front of her lips. “See you bright and early tomorrow for your evaluation, good twin.” She winks and walks away, leaving me intrigued until I remember I’m annoyed.
“Under the radar, god of war,” I mumble as I fix my robe. And okay, maybe I flip my hair upside down for a little extra body like Brynn tried to do before I march into the living room.
“You left this in my truck the other day. I thought you might need it for tomorrow.” Ares is standing and looking smug with my ballet bag in his hand.
I’m not sure what steals my bravado more... the fact that he has a legitimate reason to be here or that he’s standing in front of me, freshly showered with damp hair smelling like sandalwood and cedar, wearing sweats and one of those tanks with the long arm openings. The kind that showcase every golden muscle and the colorful ink on his incredible arms and delicious lats.
“Is that the only reason you’re here?” Pretty sure I just drooled. Definitely licked my lips.
“What else did you have in mind, beautiful?” He drops my bag to the floor and takes a step forward.
“Oh, I have a few ideas . . . sir.”
In the next moment, the air whooshes from my lungs when Ares hoists me over his shoulder like a fireman and smacks my ass so hard I may have just dripped on him.Holy shit.
His hand caresses my stinging cheek as he walks toward my bedroom. “Have you been a bad girl, Gracie?”
“Yes, sir . . .”
Ares
Ikick the door shut behind us before lying her down on the bed. Her soft little robe slides open, and her creamy breasts tease me in a way only Grace ever has.
