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couch as a greeting, purring when Luc walked over to rub her head.
    As she reached out to grab her bag, there was no hiding the trembling in her hand. Diego stepped beside her and clasped it, holding it to his chest. “You’re safe with us, Jeannette.”
    Slowly, she felt the painful constriction in her lungs ease. And a few moments later, her breathing had slowed. “What is that? Some sort of Jedi mind trick?”
    She expected Diego to laugh, but a trace of concern still lingered in his gaze. Then his lips slowly tipped up. “You’ll hear no complaints from me if you want to start calling me Master.”
    Jeannette shook her head, grinning. “Yeah. I don’t see that happening. Ever.”
    Luc laughed, the pleasure of it surrounding them. “Never say never, Jeannette.”
    She rolled her eyes, picked up her purse and led them back to the front door. “Come on. The sooner we get there, the sooner you guys will see this was a mistake.”
    Diego twisted her toward him just as she reached for the doorknob. He slowly pressed her against the chilly wood. She tensed, her arms flying up in a defensive block, but it wasn’t necessary. He took a big step back once she was facing him. “You’re not going to sabotage the evening.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I’m sure you’ve spent the past few days convincing yourself this is just a game. It’s not. It’s a date. Luc and I are attracted to you. That’s not a joke or a mistake. We want the Jeannette you seem to think is undesirable. Our intentions tonight are to prove to you that you’re not. Nothing more, nothing less than that. You got it?”
    She licked lips that had gone dry and nodded slowly. She heard his words, but her brain was struggling to comprehend them, to make them fit. They washed over her, warming and scalding at the same time.
    They wanted her, found her desirable. To the shy, plain girl who’d always longed for love, those words felt like magic. To the woman who understood what that desire represented, she felt helpless, petrified.
    She considered escaping. Flinging open her front door and running away as fast as her feet would carry her. Then Luc moved closer, his affable, friendly smile in place. “Tonight, you’re brave, remember? You’re Jeannette. Nettie’s gone.”
    His faith in her was touching.
    “Okay,” she whispered. Somehow she’d find the strength to get through the night. If only to show these men how much their belief in her meant to her.
    They each took a hand as they walked along the path from her front door to their truck. It was an older model, fire-engine red Ford F-150 jacked up on big-ass tires.
    “I think I need a ladder,” she joked when Luc opened the passenger door.
    He didn’t respond. “Nope. That’s what you have me for.”
    Before she could question him, he lifted her off the ground and placed her on the front seat, then followed her in. She was forced to slide to the smaller center seat as Diego claimed the driver’s side. Luc reached for her seat belt, buckling her in.
    She glanced over her shoulder. “You realize there’s a backseat. I don’t mind sitting there.”
    Luc placed his arm around her shoulder, picking up a strand of her hair to play with. “You’re fine here.”
    She’d grown up around a bunch of alpha men; her uncles—and her cousins Tyson and Evan—could give anyone a run for their money, so it wasn’t as if she wasn’t used to this type of heavy-handedness. The difference was, while it was annoying when her male relatives tried to control her life, with Diego and Luc, she found herself strangely turned on by it.
    Diego started the truck and pulled out of the driveway. On the way to the bar, they exchanged pleasantries, discussing the weather and tomorrow’s lunch special at the restaurant. As they pulled into the parking lot, Jeannette made a face that Luc didn’t miss.
    “You don’t like Cruisers?”
    She shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ve never been here.”
    Diego parked the