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“Interesting artwork,” he snorts when he sees the sign on my door.

“Yeah, your baby brother is quite the artist,” I deadpan, letting us in.

Onyx makes himself at home snooping round, looking at all my stuff. I grab some workout gear and slip into the bathroom to change. When I come out, Onyx has made himself comfortable on my bed. He’s stretched out with his arms behind his head. Hisworkout T-shirt has ridden up to expose his ripped abdomen. My mouth waters and I lose my train of thought.

“Comfortable?” I raise an eyebrow.

“There’s room for two.”

“Erm, I know that. It’s my bed, remember?”

“Am I the only Knox not to have been in your bed yet?”

“Well I can’t speak for what your father got up to before I arrived…” I quip.

“Ha, ha. Be serious, Amelie.”

“I haven’t had Slate in my bed,” I confess.

“Sawyer? In here?” He gasps. Shit. I don’t think I should have said that. I ignore his question.

“You and Slate. Have you have slept together?”

“That’s none of your business, but no.”

“Good.”

“Why is that good?” I snap, thinking he’s about to warn me away from them.

“It’s been driving me crazy, thinking I’m the only one not to.”

“Gee thanks, Onyx, you know how to make a girl feel special,” I mutter sarcastically.

“I’m saying I like you. What’s the problem?” he frowns.

“You don’t like me, Onyx. You just want to play with the toy the others are sharing.”

“I can share my toys.”

“You don’t even like this toy.” I sigh.

“I do.”

“How can you? There’s nothing there. No connection.”

“And you have that with my brothers?” he scoffs.

“Actually, yes, I do. Kalen and I have a strong bond. There’s real feelings there. There’s a connection between Sawyer and I. My friendship with Slate is growing. What do we have? We run together. So what? I run with all the kids in detention. It doesn’t mean I’m sleeping with them.”

“But do you want to?”

“What? Sleep with the detention kids? I’m not a whore! When will you idiot Knox brothers get that through your incredibly beautiful but thick skulls!” I’m yelling with exasperated frustration now.

“You think I’m beautiful?”

“Ugh!” I throw my hands up in the air and Onyx dives off the bed to grab me.

“I think you’re beautiful too, Amelie. I have since the moment I saw you. It...it drives me crazy that you can like all of my brothers but not me!”