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“I couldn’t stay away from you. ” She sighed. “You’re like a drug. One taste of you, Cam, and all I do is crave more. ”

“You stayed away for seven years. ” She had stayed away and he had allowed it. Because he’d needed the distance, needed to hold back the secrets he knew she would demand.

She lifted her head from his chest as her hand touched his cheek. “It was only by monumental effort. ”

He knew her, knew the varied looks in her eyes, her expressions, her stubbornness and her loyalties.

“You stayed away because you were scared, and you weren’t scared of what I wanted from you, either. ”

They were going to finish this, now. She could protest until hell froze over, but the Robertses were a threat to her and that threat was not going to continue. She didn’t have to tell him what they had done to her, his imagination was good enough. That was all he needed.

She pulled away from him and stepped out of the water. Jerking a towel from the rack on the wall she dried off quickly, refusing to look at him.

The deliberate challenge was like a match to tinder. He could feel the surge of dominance that burned inside him now. He had lost control of this situation and this relationship, and it was time to draw it back. If he didn’t, then all control was going to be lost, and he’d be damned if he would allow that to happen.

“How do you know I’m not scared of what you want?” She shrugged as she dried her hair, hiding her expression from him. “You know, it’s not every day a man wants to share you with his brother. ”

Just hearing the words out of her mouth had his dick twitching in anticipation.

He hadn’t forgotten that need; to the contrary, he knew it was the reason the memories were tearing into him with such brutal precision lately. The dreams, the needs, they frayed his control and weakened the barriers he had between himself and the world.

“It’s not every day you have a twin for a lover, either,” he told her.

She snorted at that, as he knew she would. Cam felt a smile tilt at his lips, felt a part of his heart lighten at the sound.

“I’ve known plenty of twins, Cam,” she informed him. “You and Chase are the only ones that share your lovers. It’s not exactly natural. ”

He pulled the towel from her hair and tilted his head to steal a kiss before using it to dry himself and grinning back at her unrepentantly.

“Maybe we’re just special. ” He chuckled.

“Maybe you’re just too determined to have your own way. ” She moved away from him, running her fingers through her wet hair until it lay around her head in soft, damp waves.

“Determination is my middle name. ”

“No its not. It’s James. ” She laughed from the doorway. “I know, because I asked Chase years ago. ”

She sprinted from the door with a little laugh as he pulled the towel back as though to snap it at her. That laughter raced through his bloodstream nearly as hot and arousing as her touch could.

He closed his eyes and treasured it. She was here with him. Things might not be as smooth as he would have liked, as she would have liked, but it was going to work. He’d make sure it worked because as far as he was concerned, he wasn’t returning to the bleak, empty days he had known before she had come back into his life.

As he moved into the connecting walk-in closet that held his clothes he heard her call out that Chase was there. He smiled at the ire in her voice. Evidently, Chase had come in as she was running naked from him.

Dressing quickly, he left the bathroom and glanced in the bedroom where the light remained on in the closet on the other side of the screened-in bedroom. How long did it take a woman to pick out an outfit to wear at the house?

“Ian called as I was on my way home. ” Chase was pulling a beer from the refrigerator as Cam neared him.

He caught the bottle his brother tossed to him and twisted the cap off. Lifting it to his lips, Cam watched him, seeing the careful restraint, the banked anger Chase didn’t bother to hide.

He was still pissed over the argument in the office, and Cam knew it. Chase didn’t let things go easily, and he had been probing Cam for more than a year now, determined to learn what had happened in their youth.

“What did Ian want?”

“He had a visitor after we left. ” Chase shrugged his shoulders before lifting his own beer and taking a long drink.

“Who was the visitor, Chase?” Cam finally asked, patiently. Chase could be a bastard when he was pissed.

Chase’s lips flattened as he glanced to the bedroom.

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