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His brothers had exchanged looks Then they’d started to laugh

“You guys sound like a pair of chickens,” Caleb had said hat he hoped sounded like indignation

“Cluck-cluck,” Jake had cackled, and that had done it The three of theh-five thing grown erated sigh had said, yeah, okay, he’d o to the party

“And report back,” Travis had added, waggling his eyebrows “’Cause we equally ancient wise ones want all the details”

Caleb lifted the Scotch to his lips now and sipped at it

So far, the details were just what he’d expected

From the balcony, where he’d settled once he’d found his host and engaged in the necessary twohappening on the dance floor It was crowded up here but nothing compared to the situation down below

The DJ high up on a platforhts What looked like a thousand sweaty bodies gyrating in their glow

And the woh to give hilances that only a dead man wouldn’t be able to interpret

No big surprise there

It wasn’t his doing, it was the Wilde DNA, ablood tempered by more than a touch of as probably Comanche or Kiowa

The Wilde sisters teased him and his brothers about their looks, and showed no mercy

“Oh, oh, oh,” Jai Victorian maiden

“Be still, h, her hand plastered to the center of h

er chest

“So tall So dark So dangerous,” was Lissa’s line, delivered with all the drama of an old-time movie star

And this was perfect Wilde territory So many beautiful women …

Except, tonight, Caleb wasn’t interested

“Ah’m jest a country boy from Tex-ass,” he’d told the blonde who’d slithered over a little while ago

That had gotten rid of her, fast

Actually, he’d been pretty hard on her, but then, what kind of female batted her lashes at a ured was supposed to be cute, was he sonize?

In truth, he was Rich, for sure Faal circles

Her approach was at least honest

It certainly was different