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went back to his room, furious at his brother. He’d been trying for over a year to make Raina notice him as a man. She seemed to see him as a little brother, even though he was only two years younger than her. He finally had her in a place where he could make his feelings known, and his brother showed up!
    Bryce paced the floor of his room. He had hoped that bringing Gid into the picture would get her help and ensure that he could spend more time with her, but things had been weird since the beginning. He had a feeling that he was missing something. She and Gideon kept talking, but he couldn’t follow what they were talking about. Maybe he should consider telling Gideon how he felt about her. That’s what he’d do.
    Decision made, he crawled back into his bed and fell asleep almost instantly.
     
    * * * *
     
    It was more than an hour before Gideon heard Raina’s soft footsteps on the stairs. He did as she instructed and sprawled out on the couch, but he couldn’t sleep. He could feel the unfamiliar beast of rage beating against his chest. He had figured that Raina and Bryce had a physical relationship, but he really didn’t need to see it. When he saw Bryce in Raina’s bedroom with almost nothing on, he wanted to go for his throat. Gideon knew he had no right to be possessive of her, but his heart seemed to beat with the primitive message mine, mine, mine. It didn’t matter that he was older than she or that his brother had a prior claim.
    The reason he came over to begin with was because he had a dream about Raina. She was looking into a bowl of water when she was attacked by what looked like a vampire. It was absurd. There is no such thing as vampires, but he could swear that the man had blood in his mouth, clinging to his long canines. The man threw the bowl and attacked Raina. Gideon woke up abruptly and knew he had to make sure that Raina was OK. Calling wasn’t good enough. He had to see her in person. He couldn’t believe it when he found Bryce in her bedroom almost naked. She was wearing only a tank top that hung down to the tops of her thighs. Her bare legs and the curve of her bottom were exposed to the night and to Bryce’s gaze. A low growl crawled up Gideon’s throat at the thought.
    He’d barely pulled his emotions in when he heard the soft footfalls on the stairs.
    “Gideon?” Raina asked as she came into the room. “Are you in here?”
    “Yes,” he responded.
    “Can we go into the kitchen?” She didn’t wait for a response but moved toward the door to the kitchen. She had thrown sweat pants on, but didn’t put anything on over the tank top. From the way her breasts swayed as she walked, Gideon guessed she didn’t bother with a bra either. He groaned as he went spike hard, making his jeans uncomfortable.
    In the kitchen, Raina put water in a teapot and put it on the stove. She left the spout open so that it wouldn’t whistle when the water boiled and wake Bryce up.
    Gideon sat down and splayed his legs out straight. He also surreptitiously unbuttoned and slightly unzipped his pants to give himself some relief. The head of his cock was peeking out of the top of his boxers, but he knew she couldn’t see it.
    “What did you dream?” she asked.
    “That’s not important. Why do you think someone was in your room?” Gideon was trying to keep his voice even.
    “I know someone was in my room because I talked to him, and I think the dream was important.” Raina pulled out a cup and paused with her hand on another. “Do you want tea? I don’t want to start the coffeepot yet and wake Bryce.”
    Gideon shrugged then realized that she couldn’t see him. “Sure, thanks.”
    “The dream?” she repeated.
    “You were looking into a bowl and talking to me when you were attacked by something.”
    “Something?” she asked, turning her head toward him as though she could see him, “or someone?”
    “Neither,” he said, running his hands over his smooth dome. “Or maybe both.”
    “Was