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cast. “I suppose not,” she forced out from her lips, then hesitated a moment before taking a bite. As soon as the food reached her lips, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste.
    “That is so good. I’m starving,” she replied as he smiled, then made another forkful.
    Andre was as handsome as his brothers, and suddenly she found herself mesmerized by his looks and the intensity she saw. It was odd.
    She should be in a total panic sitting this close to a man…a wolf who believed she was his mate. How could that be? Was she supposed to Were She Belongs
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    choose between them? Make waves between brothers over her? It was crazy.
    “Lexi, are you okay?” he asked, placing the forkful of food back down onto the tray.
    Truth of the matter was that her head was beginning to throb. Her arm ached, as well as other parts of her body. “My head hurts a bit, and my arm. I’m just achy, I guess.”
    He smiled softly.
    “Try eating a little bit more food. It’s been two days since we brought you here. You need nourishment.”
    “Two days. Oh my God! Jacob is going to kill me. I was supposed to be at work.”
    “Relax. Jacob knows that you’re with us. He knows we can get you better and protect you.”
    She was silent a moment, and suddenly it dawned on her that he was telling her what to do. Eat for nourishment, your boss knows you’re here, you need rest—who was he to boss her around?
    As he lifted the forkful of food toward her mouth, she turned her face. “I can feed myself. Please just leave.”
    Andre scrunched his eyebrows together. She could see the strong muscles in his fingers tighten their grip on the fork. He was not a man to challenge. She knew that and gulped down the fear with a loud swallow. Andre heard it. She could tell that he knew what effect he had on her.
    Gently, he placed the fork down on the plate. “I’m just trying to help you. No one here wants to hurt you.”
    She slowly looked back toward him. “You’re bossing me around, and I don’t like that.”
    He smirked the most sexy damn smirk she had ever seen, and her heart raced. Instantly her eyes were drawn to his lips, firm and hard.
    She wondered how he would kiss.
    Would he go slowly and gently or fast and deep?
    The thought caused her body to heat up again.

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    Andre scooted closer.
    He was inches from her as he leaned one arm across her lap and the tray, then reached up to gently tuck a loose strand of wet hair behind her ear. He let his thumb caress across her skin.
    She felt every sensation as he caressed her temple, where the aching subsided. Closing her eyes, she gave in to the feel of his caress.
    “I think you need bossing around,” he stated slowly, still caressing her hair.
    “How would you know what I need?” she asked, shocked at how out of breath she sounded. The man was lethal.
    He trailed his finger gently over her jaw, letting his thumb caress her lower lip. He smirked as she swallowed hard. Then he leaned closer, his lips centimeters from her own. She watched mesmerized as he looked at her lips, then raised his eyes up to meet hers.
    She wanted him to kiss her. She just wanted one taste, one sample to ease her curiosity.
    He did just that and kissed her slowly. It was long, hot, and so full of sex she found herself reaching up with her good arm to feel his skin with her hand. The muscles in his shoulder and neck were rock solid, just like the rest of him.
    He teased her mouth with his tongue, exploring, traveling deep, then pulling back just so it made her toes curl and her nipples hard. It was then that she felt the bed dip a little and his hand slide up her hip and straight to her left breast.
    She moaned against him in not quite a protest, but more of a desire to not act easy.
    His kiss was heaven, his hands felt amazing. The moment he pinched her nipple, then rolled it between manly fingers, she nearly sprang off the bed and screamed in satisfaction, but he caught the gasp in his