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He’s stunning. Deep brown skin, high cheekbones, full lips. He’s wearing a white pressed shirt, open at the collar. The sleeves are rolled up, showing off impressively thick forearms dusted with dark hair. His eyes are sharp and cool behind a pair of thick-rimmed black glasses. As he runs his gaze down me, I almost feel like I’m getting examined.

“Hi,” I say, embarrassed. “Um. Sorry to barge in.”

He ignores me and glances over my shoulder. “Eli. What is this?” His voice is calm and deep, without a trace of an accent.

“It’s a girl.” Eli helps me out of my coat. “I know you’ve been up here a while, but surely you must have seen one before.”

A muscle tics in the man’s jaw. “Why is shehere?” He emphasises.

“Her car broke down. We couldn’t just leave her in the storm, so we brought her back here.”

“And now, what? She’s just going to stay here?”

“What was I meant to do?” Eli gently pushes me into an armchair and bends to take off my boots. I try to push him off—I’m not ababy—but when I lean forward, pain sears through my neck, and I have to straighten, wincing. He gives me a sympathetic look, kneeling at my feet and tugging at the laces of my snow-covered shoes. “Should we have left her to die?”

“We don’t have a guest room,” the man says icily.

“Oh, she’s only little,” Eli says cheerfully. “I’m sure we can squeeze her in somewhere.”

“Shehas a name,” I cut in, getting fed up with them talking over my head. “I’m Daisy. It’s nice to meet you.”

The man’s eyes flick over me again. “Riven.”

The door behind me opens, and snow breezes into the hallway as Cole comes inside, stamping snow off his boots. “Cole,” Riven snaps. “What is happening.”

Cole jerks his chin at me. “Check her out,” he orders gruffly.

“What? Why?” Riven demands. “Whoisthis girl?”

I shake my head. I’ve had enough of this. Clearly, Eli is the only person who wants me here. “You know what, maybe I should just go. I’m sure there’s a hotel or something nearby I can stay at.”

I try to slide off the chair, but apparently, after everything that’s happened today, my body has finally given up. My knees wobble and bend underneath me.

“Woah.” Three pairs of hands grab at me; Cole’s at my shoulders, Eli’s at my hips, and Riven’s at my waist. I don’t know how he crossed the room so fast. I have to fight the urge to gasp as the three men push me back into the chair. It’s overwhelming to be touched in so many places, with so many big, warm hands.

Eli squeezes my calf. “We think she hit her head in the crash. She’s not feeling too good.”

Riven’s attention snaps back to me. “You’rehurt?” He demands.

“My neck hurts a bit,” I admit.

“You should’ve said.” He turns and heads to the kitchen. “Put her on the table. I need her under the light.”

I yelp as Cole’s arms slide around me again and I’m lifted right off the ground. He carries me over to the dark wood dining table. “I can walk myself,” I mutter.

“Did you learn recently? You’re not good at it.”

Riven washes and dries his hands, then comes to stand in front of me. I can’t believe howbighe is. Even though I’m sitting on the table, he still towers over me. All of the men seem unnaturally large; Eli is the shortest, and he’s still definitely over six feet.

Riven’s dark eyes are intent as he studies my face. “Are you nauseous? Confused?”

“A bit.” Who wouldn’t be confused right now?

“Head hurt?”

I wince. “It’s killing me.”

His lips turn down. “Hm.” He takes my head in his hands. I jump a bit at his cold palms. “Alright. I’m just going to check your head and neck for injury. Please stay still. This might hurt.”

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