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    Jealousy is a powerful emotion.”
    “I think I’m mostly embarrassed about my relationship with Greg,” she said in a quiet voice. “I can’t believe—”
    “Stop.” Brian’s voice was a quiet command. “We all misjudge people. It’s over and done.”
    “My favourite part,” Grey said, “was when they tried to tell the police they’d been attacked by wolves.”
    Even Regan had to laugh at that. “I called my boss. He’s overseeing their processing, and he plans to ask for the indictments himself. He’s furious, not only at the plot they hatched, but also at the fact they used his name to gain entry to my house. They’re in for big trouble.” She sighed. “He thinks it shows a lapse in judgment on his part to have hired them, so he wants his pound of flesh and more.”
    “There’ll be a lot of fallout from this and some heavy days ahead.” Brian looked pointedly at his watch. “And shouldn’t you all be heading home?”
    Luke laughed. “I can take a hint. Come on, guys. Let’s give them some privacy. They need it after all this.”
    “Take my car,” Brian said. “I’ll get it from you…sooner or later.”
    “Should I ask if we’ll see you tomorrow?”
    “Maybe. I don’t intend for Regan to go into the office alone and face all the gossip.”
    Just as they reached the door, Luke turned to Regan and cupped her cheeks the same way Brian did. “You’re a winner, Regan. A keeper. My brother will make you very happy…if you let him. We will all keep you safe.”
    “I-I know,” she stammered.
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    “It can work. I want you to know that. You just have to open yourself to the possibility.” He kissed her gently on the forehead.
    Then they were gone, and it was just the two of them.
    ”Luke meant what he said,” Brian told her. “We’re a family. I want you to be part of it.”
    His eyes burned into hers like burnished torches. “I love you, Regan, and I want you for my mate. My wife. Can you handle that?”
    Could she? Hadn’t she, in fact, already decided that? She inhaled a deep breath and let it out slowly.
    “Yes. Yes to everything.”
    With a shout of joy, Brian lifted Regan in his strong arms and carried her upstairs, taking the steps two at a time.
    “I think we could both use a good, hot shower, don’t you think? I’ve been dreaming about getting you in that shower again.”
    He reached into the shower to turn on the water then stripped the clothes from both of them. His large, warm hands cradled her face, and his mouth descended on hers. His lips moved over hers, his tongue tracing the seam before pushing inside her mouth. She opened for him, and the sensation of that hot tongue tasting every inch of the warm cavern was like being brushed with a live wire. Electricity shot through her body, sparking every nerve and making her shake with need. When he lifted her into the shower she wasn’t sure if the steam was coming from the water or their bodies.
    Brian reached for the bottle of shower gel, poured some into his hands and worked it into a rich lather. His hands stroked the lather over her body, beginning with her shoulders, smoothing over her skin. Slowly, he spread the bubbles over the slope of her breasts, his thumbs chafing her hardened nipples. With thumb and forefingers, he pinched each one lightly, sending spikes of pleasure straight to her cunt.
    He moved slowly over her body, lathering and rinsing, his mouth following the path of his hands. He sucked lightly at the sensitive place where her neck and shoulder met, biting it gently, and placed an open-mouthed kiss on the hollow of her throat where her pulse beat hard.
    With great care, he let his hands and mouth travel from her breasts over her tummy to her mound, tugging at her curls with his teeth as he lowered himself to his knees. His slick NIGHT MOVES
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    fingers outlined the length of her labia, separating them so he could slip one finger inside