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were wild boys.
    “Look here. I can smell a rat from a mile away. I wasn’t born yesterday. Whatever the hell you two are keeping mum about better damn well be good. Your mother is beside herself in there entertaining your date the entire day. Even your brother Michael stepped in to entertain your date for a while.
    “Now, I know damn good and well this sweet woman who came home with you, Alyssa, is not mated to you two. She isn’t even mated to one of you. But the woman does have feelings, and if you have intentions toward her that extend beyond some sort of romp in the hay, then you’d better improve your bizarre behavior. If not, then I’m not sure why on earth you brought her home with you. None of you have ever brought a woman here who wasn’t your mate.”
    “Dad, I—”
    “Let me finish. We have opened our home to you three.” He glared hard at both of them, making Charles take a step back from his father and the look of disappointment on his face. “We are not opposed to your lifestyle. You know that. Hell, both of your older brothers are in committed relationships of three. Don’t think you surprised me when the two of you went gallivanting off to Texas. I knew what was up. I’m your father.” He stared at Charles and then turned his gaze toward Reese. “And I might as well be yours too, son.”
    Charles swallowed hard. He hated keeping anything from his dad. And even worse was disappointing the man. His stomach clenched, threatening to toss his lunch.
    “Dad, plenty of our kind meet someone they really like and are attracted to whom they later mate as time goes by.”
    “Of course they do. I’m not refuting that. And if that is your hope and desire here, your mother and I will stand by you. Alyssa’s a nice girl. If you are waiting and hoping everything will click into place and you’ll claim her, we don’t have anything against that. But, if not…” His pointed gaze was poking holes in Charles. By now he didn’t just feel twelve, or ten, or eight, but more like six years old. And it made his head pound to think of the mess he was in. He and Reese.
    “I suggest you think about this, pull yourselves together, and make your way to the house ASAP. Whatever’s going on, figure it out and figure it out fast, capisce ?”
    “Yes, sir,” both Charles and Reese stated at once, standing to their full heights and nodding their contrite heads.
    Richard Masters marched out of the barn, his head shaking back and forth, his chin ducked toward his chest. He didn’t look back.
    *
    Reese looked at Charles before Richard was even out of earshot. “Now what do we do?”
    Charles said nothing. He paced the barn, incoherent babble the only sound.
    “Hello?” Putting this off wasn’t helping matters at all. They had to go inside and talk to Alyssa.
    Charles halted his quick stomping movements. “I don’t know,” he nearly shouted. He threw his hands in the air. “I barely even care. That’s what sucks.” He pointed at the house. “I don’t even want to go in there. All I can think about is getting back in the vicinity of Jessica as fast as possible. Even if the woman won’t touch us, I can’t stand her being somewhere else. What if she runs?”
    Reese sucked in a breath. It was true. There was no guarantee she wouldn’t leave town. He, of all people, certainly knew that. And obviously he was going to have to be the voice of reason at this particular moment.
    “Okay, let’s go inside, sweep Alyssa into the bedroom, and make nice for a bit. Somehow we will find a way to escape as quickly as possible and get over to Jessica’s apartment. Plan?”
    Charles scrunched his face and narrowed his eyes. “Plan? What the hell kind of plan is that? You don’t even have one. I think you left out the entire center. You know? That part where we explain ourselves to Alyssa and she reacts? What part of your plan fills the Oreo cream center here?”
    “You have a better idea?” Reese turned to head toward