Nautier and Wilder

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Author: Lora Leigh
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     of hers.
    She hadn’t expected she would weaken so fast. That her nails would dig instantly into
     his shoulders, that she would lean into him, against him, so eager for him that her
     body was quivering in excitement.
    What the hell was this? What was he doing to her?
    Then thought became impossible. Any possible chance of a denial evaporated as pleasure
     began to build with a fiery force.
    Oh, hell, yes.
    Desperate to get closer to him, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted
     her against him, holding her close in his arms as he lifted her from her feet.
    She was weightless.
    Gravity couldn’t touch her, and neither could the reality of common sense.
    “Whoa. Oh, hell, no!”
    Piper found herself suddenly spun around, released, and pushed protectively behind
     Jed in a move so powerful she knew she’d never figure out how he managed it. But one
     minute she was in his arms kissing him for everything she was worth, and the next
     second she was pushing past him to confront her big brother.
    The big lug.
    He was staring at them as though he had never witnessed such a thing.
    “Forget what a couple kissing looks like?” she snapped as he suddenly lost that surprised
     look and turned a glare on Jed instead.
    Moving to Jed’s side rather than behind him, Piper crossed her arms over her breasts
     and stared back at Dawg furiously. “When are you going to learn to knock at the doors
     to our suites rather than barging in, Dawg Mackay?” she demanded. “I could have been
     naked or something.”
    “In the living area?” he demanded, outraged. “And I’ve never knocked, dammit. You
     have a bedroom for this crap anyway.”
    “It’s my suite,” she informed him. “I could be naked in either room if I want to be.
     And why should I have to do everything private in my bedroom? I had the door locked.
     I did not tell you to unlock it. Try knocking.”
    He didn’t even look at her. He was too busy glowering at Jed.
    Neither man blinked.
    “I was going to say good night,” he snarled, finally sparing a short glance her way
     before turning back to Jed with a killing look.
    “Good night, then.” She waited for him to leave.
    Jed was glaring at Dawg just as fiercely as Dawg was glaring at Jed, and she was getting
     tired of it.
    Dawg’s disapproval was clear.
    Piper sighed in irritation.
    “Both of you get the hell out of my room,” she suddenly ordered, anger beginning to
     flare inside her. “Get out. Go away. Leave me the hell alone.”
    She had a ride to catch, and she had no intention of missing it. Especially not so
     she could babysit two grown men who were suddenly acting like two dogs over a bone.
    Jed turned his glare on her. “We weren’t finished.”
    “The hell you weren’t,” Dawg answered for her.
    Propping her hands on her hips, she turned a fierce stare on both of them.
    “Get out of my room,” she snapped again. “If I have to ask one more time I’m calling
     Mom and Tim and you can deal with them.”
    “That little bastard Timothy doesn’t scare me in the least,” Dawg informed her, his
     celadon gaze sparking with anger.
    “Well, Mom does scare you,” she reminded him. “And trust me, if she knew what was
     going on right now she’d have both your heads.”
    They both grimaced and began retreating.
    Jed moved for the connecting door as Dawg backed to the door that led to the hall.
     As each door closed Piper moved to it quickly and locked it securely.
    Good God, how the hell was she supposed to slip out of the house and out of the state
     with this mess going on?
    One thing was for damned sure: if she’d had second thoughts about how her brother
     or even Jed would act if one of them were to go with her, then she had her answer
     now.
    They’d act just as they were: like two Neanderthals with nothing better to do than
     beat their chests and roar out their aggressions.
    Not what she needed this week.
    Oh, God, she didn’t need it this week.
    The week
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