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I pull back a bit, gaze into her dark brown eyes. “I thought…”

“You thought what?”

“Nothing.”

Then she whispers in my ear again. “You’re better-looking than your brother. You have a…sexy darkness about you.”

Interesting.

Braden’s eyes are blue while mine are dark brown, but most people say he’s the one with the darker edge.

Of course, since he met Skye, he smiles more than he has his whole life.

And I…

Demons I thought were dead and buried have since risen.

Nothing I want to bother Braden about.

Not when he’s the happiest he’s ever been, not to mention his impending nuptials.

“A darkness?” I ask, my voice low.

“Oh yeah. I can always tell.” She pouts her lips. “What are you hiding, Ben?”

Nothing I’m going to tell her about.

I crush her to me, move in a slow dance. “I’m not hiding anything. What areyouhiding, Amy?”

“I don’t think I’m hiding it.” She gyrates her hips into me. “I’m very attracted to you.”

“I see.”

“Are you not attracted to me? Not even a little?”

I blink. “Of course. You’re a beautiful woman. All four of you are beautiful.”

“Your father seems to like Stephanie.” She glances toward the taller woman with dark brown skin still dancing with my dad.

“My father likes anything with tits.” I smirk. “Correction. Anythingyoungwith tits.”

“And you don’t?”

“Sweetheart, I love all women.”

She trails her fingers up my arm. “Do you have a girlfriend, Ben?”

“Nope. Not looking for one, either.”

She frowns, an adorable little pout on her coral lips. “That’s a shame.”

“Why? You looking for a boyfriend?”

“No.” She cocks her head and smiles. “Just a night of fun.”

I grab her then, hold her to me, and hiss in her ear. “I don’t think you know what you’re asking for.”

“Don’t I?”