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“I do. But I wonder if I ever will be as close to them as I am with my Marine brothers.”

His honest answer makes my eyes water as I realize that he still yearns for that family connection. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I wait for him to turn his head to look at me.

“You are at home, Lucas, even if it’s a tumultuous one.” I kiss his cheek and go to open the door, as the doorbell rings over and

over. The individual on the other side is just asking to be hurt.

Nearly wrenching the door from the frame, I am ready to rip a new one to the idiot who has no respect for my eardrums. Before I can open my mouth, Leif pushes me aside, entering the house and running upstairs without any explanation.

I am on his tail, forcing his bedroom door open. “What is wrong with you? Don’t you have a key? Or is it just another day for you to get on my nerves, Leif?”

“Where is my stuff?” He is looking in the neatly-organized wardrobe with a confused expression, scratching his head as if trying to solve the puzzle.

“They are systematized in the appointed places. You want me to show you?” Hiding my smirk, I try to maintain my serious face. “What are you looking for?”

Hurriedly, he undresses. “Jeans and a t-shirt, and some socks and underwear,” he replies, grinning at my rosy cheeks, as I’m still standing there, watching him strip. Idiot!

I get him some clothes, throwing them into his amused face as I leave the room. “Whoever this date of yours is, I hope she appreciates sampling a man scented with roses!”

I hear his curses as his boots fly, hitting the door, and I chuckle to myself. I skip downstairs with sparkling eyes and excitedly squeak as I run to Lucas to share my successfully executed warfare tactics.

Not long after, Leif runs downstairs, calling out to a chuckling Lucas, who high-fived me just moments ago. “Lucas, come here, man! Sniff me! Come on, man, can you smell it?”

Lucas takes in a lungful and starts to cough. “Did you throw the whole bottle of cologne onto yourself? I can’t even feel my nostrils anymore!”

“Well, she scented my wardrobe with roses. I cannot go on the hottest date ever, smelling like a woman!”

“Well, you succeeded in the ‘repelling the bedmate’ tactics. Nobody will be able to come close to you now. Even flies will die as they come in contact with your perfume.” Lucas is holding his hand over his nose, trying not to inhale the lethal scent.

“You. Come here, Night!”

I run to hide behind Lucas. His brother doesn’t let him come closer to me. I giggle behind the similar masculine back as they both wrestle. I leap to run to my room, but unsuccessfully, as a reeking Leif catches me around the waist and drags me upstairs to his bedroom.

“You’re going to fix me, sister!” There is an “or” attached to that threat, so I follow him, calling for Lucas to come save me.

“You should start learning how to set the washing machine on your own, and stop leaving the mess behind. You know it drives me nuts!” I wiggle from his hold, but unsuccessfully, as he is far stronger than me. “Leif, let go!” I try to bite his fingers, but he throws me over his shoulder and hits my ass.

Before I can chew his ass for abuse on my bottom, he throws me on the bed. Then he gets handcuffs from the chest of drawer, and my eyes widen in horror. I run for my life as he catches me, laughing, and then cuffs me to the radiator. Turning around, I give him you-better-uncuff-me expression, but it bounces off him like water from the goose as he goes to the bath to wash off the offensive perfume.

“Take spare clothes, and put the other ones in the laundry basket!” I can’t help but order him around.

When he disappears, I pull out my phone and dial Lucas. “Coast is clear, I repeat, the coat is clear. Can you please come and free me from the hostage situation?” His amused chuckles tell me he is not too keen to get between Leif and me. “Please! I will owe you an extra piece of cake. I’ll bake it today.”

He exhales loudly, letting me know that favor might be too much of bother, but he comes anyway and grabs the key off the nightstand.

“Wait, I have a gift. It will take a minute. Distract Leif.” I sneak into his room and blow up his celebratory balloon, cuffing it to the radiator. I stand up to admire my work, happy with myself. Before I leave, I find Lucas watching the gift, his mouth gaping open.

“You will get into trouble bigger than before,” he whispers to me, making us both run to hide as we hear the bathroom door open.

“He wanted to have a hot date, so I cuffed it to the radiator.” We round the corner as we hear Leif roaring my name. He curses repeatedly at the companion left for his enjoyment.

“A blowup doll, really?” Lucas chuckles, his eyes sparkling in amusement.

By the time Leif comes into the kitchen, we are both working on the cake. I try not to smile to further aggravate him, pressing my lips tight to keep silent.

“How was your hot date, brother?” Lucas asks, snickering. My eyes round in horror, and I gasp, knowing Lucas just ratted me out. Curses coming from Leif make me look at him as I see his wicked eyes determined to do some damage. I run around the island as he chases me.

“Come here, little mouse, I won’t bite!” Leif sing-songs and I am thrusted back to the day we met with Logan. The longing squeezes my heart and I lose my breath.

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