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Still, it was embarrassing as all get out.
"So that's your power? Being able to charm the panties off anyone?" I cocked my head to the side. "Seems kind of... unneeded?"
Drake frowned his brows furrowed. "What do you mean?"
I sighed and gestured at him. "Come on now. You own a mirror, right? You're sexy as hell. There's no way you need magic to get any girl to drop their panties for you."
A cocky smirk found its way onto his face, and I half-wished to take my words back. Me and my big mouth.
"You think I'm sexy, huh?" A dimple flashed in his cheek as he waggled his brows in an exaggerated way.
I threw my hands up in defeat. "If you're sexy, then your brother is too." I pointed my thumb back at Allister.
Drake shrugged and pursed his pouty lips. "That's okay. I don't mind sharing."
My eyes widened, and my mouth formed a large o-shape. "Do you guys do that?" I slowly swiveled back and forth in my seat. "You know... share? A lot."
Allister's blue-green eyes met mine, and a slow smile moved up his lips. "When the mood strikes... but it's not just us."
I didn't understand. My gaze moved to Wynn and then back to the twins. "You guys all share? Like, just blood or sex too?" I didn't know why I was torturing myself by asking any of this. It wasn't like they were going to do that with me or anything. Still, I had to know.
Wynn flashed a fang-toothed grin. "Not just me, lovely. We have been together for a very long time and have dabbled in all that there is."
"Wow." That's all I could say. I couldn't even comprehend the vast amount of experience these guys had. I mean, I wasn't a slut or anything, but I wasn’t a nun either. I'd had my fair share of experience, but the way these guys were talking about it made me wonder how much I didn’t know.
To give myself time to think, I picked up my glass and took another drink. When I sat it back down, I asked, "Even Antoine? And Marcus?"
Drake snorted. "Especially Marcus."
"That man is such a freak," Allister added in from behind me, "and let's not even get started on Rayne."
"Okay, that's enough, already." Rayne marched back into the kitchen and stopped at the edge of the island. "You're freaking her out on purpose now. Just tell her what she needs to know, so she has a real reason to worry."
I frowned at Rayne and then moved to the others. "What reason? Am I getting fired?" My hands started to sweat, and my heart raced at the prospective losing one of the best jobs I ever had. "I swear I haven't broken anything in like a week. Okay, that's a lie. I broke a plate yesterday, but it was hot. I didn't know the microwave would make the plate hot."
"Piper, calm down," Allister's voice murmured in my ear, and all at once my body did as he asked.
My heart slowed, and the anxiety disappeared in a snap. As I sagged in my chair, I slowly turned to Allister with a lopsided grin.
"So, that's your power. You’re like a literal panty whisperer. I could see how you'd hide them." I found myself nodding, unable to stop.
With a laugh at my expense, Allister took my shoulders in his hands, then moved them to my face so as to stop my head from moving. "It's a dangerous power that can be used for good or evil."
"More like for perversion," Drake snapped from behind me. "Can't even think of getting the girl with this jerk around. One little whisper from him, and there go your chances. I have to actively put on my charm, but this guy doesn't even think about it, and it happens. Sometimes on accident!"
I was still a bit loopy from Allister's ability and had to shake my head to clear it. Once I felt a little more in control, my eyes widened, and I slipped out of my chair to back away from the four of them. "Um, sorry. I just... I need a minute."
Allister's eyes saddened, but he nodded.
After taking a few deep breaths, I looked to Wynn, the only one I deemed safe to talk to at the moment. "What do I need to know?"
Wynn let out a long sigh. "We've been summoned."
"Summoned?" I arched a brow. "Like you have jury duty or something?"
Rayne scoffed. "I wish."
"No," Wynn shook his head. "Not like jury duty. Our sire, the one who made us, has requested our presence."
