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Chapters (51)
  1. Dedication
  2. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  3. Chapter 1
  4. Chapter 2
  5. Chapter 3
  6. Chapter 4
  7. Chapter 5
  8. Chapter 6
  9. Chapter 7
  10. Chapter 8
  11. Chapter 9
  12. Chapter 10
  13. Chapter 11
  14. Chapter 12
  15. Chapter 13
  16. Chapter 14
  17. Chapter 15
  18. Chapter 16
  19. Chapter 17
  20. Chapter 18
  21. Chapter 19
  22. Chapter 20
  23. Chapter 21
  24. Chapter 22
  25. Chapter 23
  26. Chapter 24
  27. Chapter 25
  28. Chapter 26
  29. Chapter 27
  30. Chapter 28
  31. Chapter 29
  32. Chapter 30
  33. Chapter 31
  34. Chapter 32
  35. Chapter 33
  36. Chapter 34
  37. Chapter 35
  38. Chapter 36
  39. Chapter 37
  40. Chapter 38
  41. Chapter 39
  42. Chapter 40
  43. Chapter 41
  44. Chapter 42
  45. Chapter 43
  46. Chapter 44
  47. Epilogue
  48. To my readers
  49. PLAYLIST
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  51. ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR

I laughed as he rubbed his face on the side of mine, beard tickling my skin. “And it’s amazing. But serious question, is there anything else on the list? I’m exhausted.”

Besides, there was the woman who’d been following us for the last few hours, marking everything down. She had to be tired, too.

Luke checked his phone, where it seemed he did have a list of necessities. “There are a few things, but they’re less important. We can order them online or come back another day. Like curtains and pillows.”

“But there is one more stop we need to make,” Rylan smirked. “Promise you’ll like this one. You don’t have to choose anything. It’s all on us.”

Click!

I whirled, searching for the sound.

Click! Click!

The blood drained out of my face. “Kade, where are they?”

He curved himself around me as I pulled my glasses and hat out of my purse and put them back on. Still, it was done. Whoever had found us now had pictures of Kade touching me. Or Rylan smiling and me laughing. They’d be all over the internet in hours.

I tried not to worry about it.

“Let’s get upstairs,” Avery said quietly. “The manager will stall them, so they’ll have to find us again.”

We took the elevator, and sure enough, Mr. Syme stepped in the photographer’s path as the door closed. That was a relief. We whizzed up to the seventh floor, which looked like clothes when the doors opened.

I laughed. “I have clothes. We just have to go get them.”

“Yes.” Rylan slung an arm around my shoulder. “We do need to go get those. But we thought we might get you something more fun.”

“Like—”

In front of us was the biggest, frothiest lingerie section I’d ever seen. Every color of silk and lace. There were feathers in there too. It was an explosion of all things sexy, and now I was blushing bright red.

“Is this okay?” Rylan asked. “If it’s weird, that’s okay.”

I took the time to think about it. He said the choices were theirs. Which meant they wanted to pick stuff for me to wear with them, and the thought of being in something they picked because they thought it would look sexy on me? “No, it’s not weird.”

Fuck, I was glad I wasn’t going into heat anymore. I was already perfuming as it was. There wasn’t a second around these men when I wasn’t. But there was no mistaking that it just got stronger.

“You pick something too, baby girl,” Avery said quietly.

I could pick something only for sleeping. Or sexy. There were too many options, but the guys split off without hesitation.

“You all already thought of what you wanted, did you?”

“Bet your ass, baby girl.”