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He leaves my room and I’m thankful for the break. I’ve been thinking about Meg. She’s been at the back of my mind this entire time.

And now the opportunity to woo her has presented itself.

I have to get in her good graces at dinner and bed her tonight. That’s my plan. Knowing that she’s this near to me makes me fully understand that I can’t wait another day.

I have to have her in my bed. I have to know what she’s like.

Rarely does a woman intrigue me this much. It’s exciting, and it helps take my mind off father’s death and of all the work I have to do. Meg is a delightful distraction.

I hurry and finish dressing so that I can make my way to the opulent dining hall where we always hold these dinners. Once I get there, I’m dismayed to know that she hasn’t shown up yet.

I walk over to the bar and make myself a drink. Perhaps the scotch on my breath will entice Meg further—entice her all the way to my bed.

My brothers are there. Evan is seated at the head of the table. I don’t know what makes him think he can take over father’s seat, but it’s fine.

Ian is seated next to him, his blonde hair as coiffed as ever. He and Evan are talking, and I wonder if they’re both thinking the same thing about Meg is I am.

My brothers and I have always been in competition for women. It’s kind of our thing. I hate to say we get off on it, but we do.

Each of us likes to know that we’re more manly and full of testosterone than the other. It’s kind of a game to us—who can sleep with the prettiest woman first. Sometimes we share women, but most of the time we keep our affairs separate.

My brothers are stiff competition. They are every bit as alpha male as I am. That makes for an interesting group.

As I scan the room, I see how well put together they are, and it’s apparent that Meg is on everybody’s mind, not just my own. I don’t blame them. She’s definitely the most stunning thing we’ve seen in a while, possibly ever.

So let the games begin.

Matt comes up to the bar to talk to me.

“Is that father’s scotch? I’ll have one,” he says.

I smile at him wickedly, knowing that the competition is in full swing before saying, “Only the best.”

I offer him a glass of ice and pour the smooth brown liquid over it.

“So you know that girl Meg’s gonna be here tonight, right?” I ask him.

“Oh, Meg.” The words slide off his teeth like he’s savoring them. “I had a connection with Meg.”

Jealousy roars through my veins. I am incensed. How did Matt get to her before I did?

Damn my work in the city. I should’ve stayed here.

I should’ve known she was more important than that. I should’ve never waited to claim her.

“What? You guys had sex?” I ask point-blank.

He sips his drink and looks at me. “No. We just kissed. In the library. I made sure that she understands exactly what kind of a man she’ll be getting with me. Doubtless I’m on her thoughts right now.”

He seems pretty confident for just a kiss. Now that I know they haven’t slept together, I feel better about my position. Anybody can get a kiss, not everybody can score.

“Oh, you guys kissed. Sounds exciting,” I say blandly.

He’s just about to argue with me when she walks into the room and all four pairs of our eyes are on her.

She’s wearing a simple, silky, silver dress that hangs from her body like it’s nothing. Her nipples are erect, and I can imagine what they look like through the thin fabric.

I find myself licking my lips, thinking sensuously of her. She’s more beautiful than I even remember.

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