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her anger, then turned and took Martin's hand, so that she had one man on each side. They both squeezed in reassurance.
    When they were outside the gate, she felt tears prick her eyes. She wasn't sure she was up for this, was the person meant to take Josephine down. But there was no other choice, was there?
    She didn't belong to a coven, and she knew only a few other witches, all of whom had run from this battle. It would be up to her, and her new friends.
    "Can we do the séance now?” She turned to Martin, her stomach flipping when he shook his head.
    "That would be a bad idea, I think. We need to take a nap, eat, and then go to your grandmother's house. And you need to remember that I'm not always successful. There is no guarantee."
    Rumer nodded, even though she knew he had to succeed. She was sure her grandmother was the only one with an answer on how to get rid the world of Josephine.
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Chapter Six
    Martin plopped himself down on his couch, then smacked his lips. “Does it bother you that your grandmother might have been attracted to another woman?"
    "No,” Rumer said, sitting down across from him, leaning into Noah's chest. “It bothers me that she would have allowed herself to be seduced by such evil."
    "Evil can be easily masked, and as the saying goes, we don't always know the people we love,” Noah said, stroking her arm. “We see what they want us to see, and sometimes things are hidden."
    Rumer nodded, and Martin's heart went out to her. He could tell this ordeal was hitting her hard. The idea her grandmother had been easily duped made her ache inside. “Tell me something, if Noah hadn't been called to the cemetery yesterday, what would you have done about her?"
    "I don't know,” Rumer replied. “I've tried to think of several solutions, but nothing ever took hold. Knowing she attacked you, though, that pushed me forward. She can't be allowed to linger there and feed off the energy of the living, or the dead. If she grows strong enough, and then disappears, I will have failed."
    "We.” Martin leaned forward. “It's not just you anymore. We're in this together.” He stood quickly and jerked his head toward the bedroom. “I'm taking a nap. Care to join me?"
    "You seem to sleep a lot,” Noah said. “Depressed? You have an inadequate love life?"
    "I have no love life,” Martin replied. “But, right now the sleep helps me store up energy for tonight, and recover it from yesterday."
    "We did offer.” Noah lifted his brows, and Martin fought the urge to reach over and slap the arrogant look off his handsome face.
    "You did, so I'll repeat, I'm taking a nap, want to join me? You can give me a blowjob and help me unwind before tonight."
    "Such a sweet offer, right baby?” Noah caressed Rumer's arm.
    Martin shrugged his shoulders. “Sorry, it's been a long time since I've invited anyone to my bed. And I never really was a hearts and flowers kind of guy."
    When they didn't move, Martin sighed. “Well, I'm going in. See you in a bit."
    In the bedroom he stripped down to his boxers, turning toward a chair to lay out his jeans. When Noah's arms came around him, his hand snaking down to clasp Martin's semi-hard cock, Martin groaned.
    "Very nice,” Noah said, squeezing and pumping him gently.
    Martin sighed heavily as his cock filled out with each stroke. “Glad you like it.” He shifted his gaze to see Rumer, naked, climbing onto the middle of the bed. She sat against the headboard, her legs spread in invitation, and Martin was sure this round of pure sex would help them bond. It would be good for all three of them.
    Noah let go of his cock, and Martin walked to the bed, crawling up between Rumer's legs and kissing her gently, his fingers stroking over a bare breast. Her moan of pleasure made him smile, and he kissed her again, his tongue sliding into her mouth and swiping over her teeth.
    Strong hands stroked his shoulders, and Martin pushed back into the touch. He adored