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Lara wrinkled her nose and gave a delicate shudder before shaking her head “I told you before, I don’t want to see Phillip Soat the bedside clock “And you’re going to be late if you don’t hurry”

Shit

Dominic headed for the shower

He made it to the door when Lara called out, “You all have nicknames?”

“Yeah” He glanced over his shoulder

“Yours?”

“Auntie,” he said with a grin He wasn’t asha, and a lovable cuss to boot

Lara’s laugh said she got it Then her smile dimmed “And my brother’s?”

“Sir”

“Sir?” She frowned “Because he’s your superior officer?”

“Nope He’s been Sir since he joined the SEALs”

He didn’t elaborate

He didn’t have to

She called him Prince Perfect

The team called him Sir

Same difference

Dootten himself into

Reuniting Lara—as hot, sexy and incredibly fascinating, but prickly as hell with a hard candy shell—with Sir, Yes, Sir, who had no interest in connections of any kind, as far as Doht next to impossible

But another thing Auntie was good at besides fixing everything up just right?

Doing the i it look easy

So to remember

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Wow, Lara You have the best luck with hot guys

Sucks about getting fired, but hey, a couple weeks of hot sex is worth it