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countered.
    “What in the devil brings you round? Wanker, I never received a response to Simon’s invitation.”
    “I believe it’s called a surprise. And I see by your hair standing on end… gotcha, buddy!”
    “As I live and breathe. Of course, you’d come up. You and Simon were as close as two coats of paint.”
    Jeremy threw back his head and released a rumble of a laugh. “We still are… at least for one last night. Bastard had to transfer to Denver’s ball club and meet up with perfection , or so I’m told.”
    “You of all people will like his fiancée. Rachel is a wonderful woman and I don’t think he could have done better unless he’d married you.”
    Jeremy’s dark complexion went ruddy. “What the hell. Right? We can’t start crying in our beer. I’ve still got you.”
    “Correction. You never had me.” Quinn suspected that Jeremy had always had a thing for Simon. But that wasn’t his concern. As a partner of the Den, he never judged how shifters chose to exercise the primal instincts. If Jeremy held a torch for a male shifter, that was his own deal. It was not meant to be unless both shifters felt the bond. “I’ve got a line of shots that says I can still kick your arse in billiards.”
    “I’ll see that wager and add a C-note to keep it interesting given all I can get is your wit. Tempted as I am by your ability for scintillating conversation,” Jeremy said, grinning.
    “Hell and high water! It’s about time you showed up.” Simon waltzed into the hallway from the private room where his bachelor party was in full swing.
    The exclusive guest list included several prominent Denver socialites who got off by mixing it up with wild shifter NFL players. Some were married, some were single. Regardless anyone who came to the club had signed an airtight agreement. What went down at the Den did not leave the premises. Tonight promised to be one messed up bachelor party.
    “Get over here,” Jeremy barked.
    Simon hurled himself into Jeremy’s arms. It was hard to miss the heated exchange of tongues in their kiss. Quinn glanced away and snagged his attention on a petite blonde who walked past them. Familiar but he couldn’t place her face or the eye-popping curves revealed from behind a microscopic dress.
    “Okay, you two. Break it up. There’s time enough for that. Let’s eat first and then I’ll trounce you two,” Quinn muttered, still following the blonde’s progression into the room.
    “Jealous?” Simon asked, winking at Quinn. “I’ve got a whole lotta love to go around.”
    Quinn held up his hands. “I’ve got enough to keep me busy without being envious of you two buggers.”
    “He’s definitely jealous,” Jeremy retorted, reaching out for Quinn. “Jesus, I can’t believe Simon is tying the knot. But you’re not Quinny. Are you?”
    “Not if it means I have to kiss you goodbye.” Quinn’s ribs flexed and damned near cracked in the bear hug. Jeremy in human form had Quinn by four or five inches. The shifter packed a powerful squeeze, but he was a teddy bear as far as Quinn had ever known. A pushover no matter how he held a turbulent defensive line on the football field.
    “Just because you’ve never tasted the apple doesn’t mean you can’t. Tonight might be the night. We could call it a going away present for Simon. C’mon, Quinn.” Jeremy patted his ass.
    “Take your bloody paws off my arse. And that’ll be a serious no thanks.” He ground his teeth and reached for the cervical pressure point at the base of Jeremy’s neck. Squeezing, Quinn pinched tight cords and sinew until the bear shifter yelped and let go.
    “Jesus,” Jeremy groaned as Simon reeled in laughter.
    “Why do you try with Quinn? You know he’s got a black belt in badass.”
    “Right then. I’ve no intension of visiting the ER as a result of your unguarded strength, Jer.”
    “I’ve only got love for ya.” Jeremy held up his hands.
    Quinn slapped Jeremy on the back, then released