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I feel absolutely transfixed by the Belcourt brothers, and I still have two of them to meet, though I don’t imagine anything can compare to Ian and Evan.

We watch the fireworks, and for once I feel like maybe I can belong somewhere, at least for the time being.

I feel Evan’s arm come around my shoulder, and with this simple gesture, I feel that something big is about to begin in my life.

Just when I think the fireworks and the mansion and the party...and the men can’t be more amazing, two guys walk up to us. And by their smoldering expressions, I can see that I might’ve been wrong...I might’ve underestimated those last two brothers.

“What are we missing out on?” one says, taking the bottle of champagne. “Hi, I’m Paul.”

I’m engrossed by his black hair and equally dark eyes.

“Paul? I’m...”

“Meg. I know. We’ve heard about you already.”

I look toward Evan and Ian and realize they’ve been talking about me. It’s not such a bad thing considering the decadent situation I find myself in.

“And I’m Matt.” He takes my hand, and all I can see are green eyes penetrating into my core.

Fuck.

I think my time here may well be spent drooling over this array of men. I cross my legs and attempt to offset the moisture that’s pooling within.

I feel nervous butterflies, and my stomach sinks as I realize what I’m in for. There’s no way my time will be spent here without sampling at least one of these masterful men.

It has to happen, right?

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