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wrong.”
    Refusing to let go, she choked out, “I just didn’t mean to waste so much of my birthday sleeping.”
    “Hey, you needed it.” He drew her arms down and smiled at her. “Besides, the night is young.”
    “What night? I’m sprouting morning wood over here,” Alec chimed in from behind her.
    Grace’s stomach rumbled and both men burst out laughing.
    She took the first turn in the shower—so nice to have skin that could withstand two showers in one day!—and then got to work on veggie omelets and toast.
    “So…” Jared bit the end off a celery stick and chewed thoughtfully, leaning back against the kitchen cabinet while he watched her cook. His unbuttoned jeans hung low on his hips, and the line of dusky hair trailing into them made it difficult to concentrate on the task at hand.
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    “‘A needle pulling thread,’” she quipped, flipping off the burner and sliding the last omelet onto a plate. “Let’s eat.”
    Alec walked in, wearing nothing but a few stray water droplets. “Looks like I timed that just right.”
    Grace looked him up and down, unable to suppress a shiver of arousal. Even flaccid, his penis was exceptional. “Aren’t you a tad underdressed?”
    “I can’t believe I’m the only one here who likes to eat naked,” he countered, grabbing her by the hem of Jared’s shirt and dragging it upward.
    She slapped at his hands and jumped away, wagging a finger at him. “I need something to eat and I can’t think with your… equipment on display.”
    “And there are a couple of things I want to discuss before we all get naked again,”
    Jared agreed.
    Alec grinned and walked around to the other side of the island to sit down. “That better?”
    Grace grinned back. “Yes…and no.”
    “Sit. Eat.” Jared pointed to her seat.
    “Yes Sir,” she said meekly. Alec may have hidden his assets, but Jared’s were still trying to peek out, and the coolness of the vinyl barstool against her heated flesh made her gasp.
    “Sore?”
    She couldn’t meet Jared’s eyes. “Uh, yeah, a little.” If he couldn’t figure it out from her nipples poking against the shirt, she wasn’t going to tell him. He slid onto the seat beside her without another word and started to eat.
    For a few minutes, the scraping of forks against plates was the only sound in the room, and the silence gave Grace another chance to kick herself for sleeping so long.
    Now she only had four and a half hours left.
    She ate faster.
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    “So Grace, are you going to tell us how you found out about all these surprises?”
    Jared asked.
    The fork stopped halfway to her mouth and she gave him a sidelong look. “Fairy godmother,” she finally said before taking a bite.
    He wiped his mouth with a paper napkin and turned to face her fully. “Let me rephrase that. How did you find out about your surprises, Princess ?”
    Grace froze, the omelet half chewed in her mouth, and glanced at Alec. A smug grin spread over his face as he dropped the last of his toast and swiped his napkin over his fingers. Adrenaline surged through her, making her heart race and her breathing erratic.
    Swallowing the bite with some effort, she told Jared, “Before we go any farther, there’s something I’d really, really like to know.”
    “I’d really, really like to know how you found out about your surprises,” he reproved.
    She looked at him with her heart in her eyes. “Please, Jared.”
    He frowned as he brushed her hair behind her ear. “Sweetheart, what in the hell is wrong?” Grace shook her head mutely and he sighed. “Okay, what is it you want to know?”
    Taking a deep breath, she asked, “What did—I mean, what do you see happening, as far as…” She glanced at Alec. “You know, him? Us?”
    “What would you like to see happen?”
    Happily ever after, but that’s not on the menu. “I want to hear what your plan is. You obviously have one.”
    His eyes narrowed. “Not a plan, exactly.