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“It’s not that simple. He married me, and—”
“He what?”
“He did it because he had to, to save me from…Oh, hell. It’s a long story and it doesn’t matter, because the marriage wasn’t real. It was just for show. You know.”
“No,” Bree said, staring at Megan, “I do not know!”
“Don’t look like that, Bree! I told you, it wasn’t real. Or—or maybe it was, for a little while, until he dissolved it.”
“This guy wasn’t just D and D,” Bree said coldly, “he’s Dark, Dangerous and also Despicable.”
“No. He’s not. You don’t know anything about him.”
“I know that he talked you into marriage just so he could—”
“That’s not the way he tells it.”
Megan and Briana shot to their feet. “Sean?” Bree said.
Megan didn’t say anything. How could she? It wasn’t the sight of her brother standing in the open doorway that left her speechless, although seeing him suddenly appear was a shock.
What froze her into immobility was the man standing behind him.
It was Qasim. Qasim, looking, yes, dark and dangerous. And angry as hell.
“Qasim?” she whispered.
“Yes,” he growled, and tried moving past Sean. Sean wouldn’t let him.
“You’re in my way, O’Connell,” Caz said coldly.
“Damned right I am,” Sean said, just as coldly. “And I will be, until my sister tell me to move.”
“She won’t have to. I’ll move you myself.”
“Come on.” Sean swung around and put his fists up. “I’d love you to try.”
“Listen, you thick-skulled baboon—”
“Stop it!” The men looked at Megan. She took a step forward. “Just stop it, both of you. Sean? Qasim? What are you doing here?”
“How come you don’t keep your door locked?”
“Don’t answer a question with a question, damn it! What are you doing here?”
Sean folded his arms. “This idiot turned up on my doorstep yesterday. I was at my place in New York, and—”
“And,” Caz said grimly, “I asked him some questions.”
“I don’t understand. What questions? What could you possibly want with my brother? How’d you even find him?”
Caz folded his arms, too. “I have ways.”
“Bull,” Sean said, rolling his eyes. “He has ways? He looked in the phone book, Meg. That’s how he found me.”
“But—but what for?” She looked at Caz. “Why did you go to see my brother?”
“I told you, I had questions.” A muscle knotted in Caz’s jaw. “And he couldn’t answer them.”
