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I shrugged, trying to act as if my world hadn’t been rocked. “I would say welcome to the Cages, because DNA evidence seems to point that way, however perhaps you were already one of us all along.”

Kyler muttered something under his breath I couldn’t hear before speaking up. “You have my eyes,” he said.

I nodded. “Noticed that too.”

The other man tilted his head. “So what, we do dinners and we make nice?”

I sighed. “We don’t have to be adversaries.”

“You say that as if you’re the one in charge,” Isabella said again.

“Because he is,” Theo said, and they all stared at him.

I tried to tamp down the pride swelling at those words—along with the overwhelming pressure.

Theo continued. “He’s the eldest. He’s the one that takes care of us. And he’s the CEO of Cage Enterprises. He’s going to be the one that deals with the paperwork fallout.”

“Because family is just paperwork?” Emily asked, her voice lost.

I shook my head. “No, family is insane, and apparently, it’s been secret all along. And it looks like we have a few introductions to make, and a few tests to redo. But if it turns out it’s true, we’re Cages, and we don’t back down.”

“And what does that mean?” Isabella asked, her tone far too careful.

Theo was the one who finally answered. “It means we’re going to have to figure shit out.”

And for just an instant, the thought of that beautiful woman with that gorgeous smile came to mind, and I pushed those thoughts away. My family was breaking, or perhaps breaking open. And I didn’t have time to worry about things like a woman who had made me smile.

The Cages needed me and after today’s meeting there would be no going back to sanity.

Ever.

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From One Way Back to Me

ELI

When my morning begins with me standing ankle-deep in a basement full of water, I know I probably should have stayed in bed. Only, I was the boss, and I didn’t get that choice.

“Hold on. I’m looking for it.” East cursed underneath his breath as my younger brother bent down around the pipe, trying his best to turn off the valve. I sighed, waded through the muck in my work boots, and moved to help him. “I said I’ve got it,” East snapped, but I ignored him.

I narrowed my eyes at the evil pipe. “It’s old and rusted, and even though it passed an inspection over a year ago, we knew this was going to be a problem.”

“And I’m the fucking handyman of this company. I’ve got this.”

“And as a handyman, you need a hand.”

“You’re hilarious. Seriously. I don’t know how I could ever manage without your wit and humor.” The dryness in his tone made my lips twitch even as I did my best to ignore the smell of whatever water we stood in.

“Fuck you,” I growled.

“No thanks. I’m a little too busy for that.”

With a grunt, East shut off the water, and we both stood back, hands on our hips as we stared at the mess of this basement.

East let out a sigh. “I’m not going to have to turn the water off for the whole property, but I’m glad that we don’t have tenants in this particular cabin.”

I nodded tightly and held back a sigh. “This is probably why there aren’t basements in Texas. Because everything seems to go wrong in these things.”