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The door to her suite opened and Shane stood in the doorway, his expression dark, his blue eyes narrowed on Alyssa’s hand where it rested on his cousin’s arm.
“I guess it’s all according to how deeply I’ve grown attached,” Shane drawled. “I can be a very jealous man, when the situation warrants it, Cousin.”
Alyssa slid her hand from Jeb’s arm, closed her eyes momentarily, then opened them and stared back at Shane. “There’s a joke in there, right?” she asked, completely amazed that those words had just slipped past his lips.
“Is there a joke in there, Jeb?” Shane asked, though his gaze stayed on hers; the blue darkening, his expression seemed carved from stone.
“Not that I’m aware of,” Jeb assured him, amusement still lingering in his voice. “Should I let Mom know you’re here?” There was definitely an air of familial teasing in that question.
“That’s up to your discretion,” Shane answered, and there was no missing the heavy warning in his tone.
“Then I believe I’ll be very discreet if you don’t care.” Jeb snorted at the warning. “Good night, Cousin.” Turning, he nodded to Alyssa. “Little sister.”
Little sister her ass.
“You and your family are giving me a headache,” she announced, pushing past Shane and entering her bedroom.
She was definitely going to have to see about better locks on all her doors. Earlier, Sebastian had somehow managed to slip the lock between her office and her living room. Now the two of them were just making themselves at home in her bedroom. And no one had ever thought to ask if she gave a damn.
It was going to have to stop. They were making her crazy.
Stepping back, Shane lifted a brow and glanced over at Sebastian. His expression was knowing, brooding, as though to remind Shane that she’d become confrontational.
She wasn’t just confrontational; she was burning with arousal. The feminine need made the gray of her eyes look stormy, gave the lightest flush to her creamy cheeks. The hunger made her irritable. The sensual, carnal need she refused to name or accept, the possession she was dying for, pushing for, gleamed in the very depths of her eyes.
And tonight, she would have it.
There would be no way to deal with the danger they were facing while this lay between them. While the hungers and the needs driving her, torturing her body and her senses, continued to rise inside her.
It was a rare woman who could match the sensual, overwhelming sex drive of one of the cousins, let alone both of them. And few women would be able to commit to owning both their hearts and se
nsual hungers. This woman more than owned them, though. She tempted them. She burned within them.
They’d realized that the night of Landra’s Winter Ball eight years before. This woman was more than a match for them, for both of them and their erotic needs. Watching her become lost in her pleasure between them, feeling those fires flame brighter, hotter, when both of them touched her together, was like feeding the conflagration with gasoline.
“What are the two of you doing here?” As she turned to confront them, the gray in her eyes shifted, shades of it colliding like storm clouds gathering to rip across the skies.
The soft pale cream skirt flowed around her legs, falling nearly to her ankles, where strappy sandals graced her small feet and made her look incredibly delicate. A cream blouse, designed much like a vest, the buttons beginning low enough to show the tempting rise of her pretty breasts, reminded him how sensitive the peaks of those luscious mounds were.
Jeb had enjoyed the view throughout dinner, no doubt. He’d definitely been enjoying it when Shane opened the door, drawn by their laughter in the hall. Bastard. He could have sworn he’d taught Jeb better as a boy. He might well have to loosen a tooth or two with his fist again if the boy wasn’t careful.
“I believe we’re here to see you, siren,” Sebastian stated, his voice smooth, as though the overriding hunger she was only stoking wasn’t ready to burn out of control.
“Well, now you’ve seen me.” Holding her hands out to her sides slightly, she threw them a hard, mocking look. “You can leave now.”
Leave now?
Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared back at her with a smile.
He’d waited eight years. They’d never imagined how they would come back into her life; they’d just known they would. They hadn’t imagined when they did have her back they’d have this challenge. A challenge that fired their blood as well as their lusts.
“Sweetheart, I think you’re well aware that’s not happening. Not tonight.”
Alyssa was a very intuitive person; they’d always known that. And Shane knew damned good and well she was aware what the night would hold when he’d opened her bedroom door to the sound of her and Jeb’s laughter in the hall.
His cousin had stated that his cousins had never been jealous men, and he was right. Until Alyssa, neither he nor Shane had been particularly jealous concerning their women. Protective, yes, but if another man attempted to draw a lover away they didn’t fight for her. What would have been the point?
Until Alyssa.
