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Once Zev steps back, she looks at me.

“Beautiful,” I say.

Blushing, she glances at the floor.

Fuck.

I cannot get enough of her.

“Are we ready?” Zev asks.

When she slowly nods, I announce, “There’s been a change of plans.”

CHAPTERSEVEN

Harper

Beingwith the two of them again tilts my world off its axis, and I’ve barely recovered from what happened outside the boutique.

Forrest’s kiss had consumed me.

He’d tasted of the whiskey’s fiery burn, and then something slightly terrifying—possession.

He’d plundered my mouth, claimed it, as if he’d never let me go.

I’d never experienced anything like it.

I yearn to surrender to him—to them—even if it destroys me.

Until now, I hadn’t known I had an appetite for risk.

But every time I think about getting away from them, I override my common sense.

“Change of plans?” Zev asks, shooting his brother a quick glance.

“We’ll be having dinner at the Royal Sterling.”

“Oh!”My rescuers certainly have good taste. “Is it true they have a cupcake ATM at that resort?” Seeing it—and choosing from the unusual selections—is on my Vegas “must-do” list.

“You have a sweet tooth?” Zev teases.

“Definitely.” I wrinkle my nose. “But I don’t indulge myself very often.”

“Appearances to keep up?” he asks.

We barely know each other, but at times I wonder if they have a crystal ball. Or maybe they’d grown up in the same way I did, with soul-crushing expectations and never-ending criticism.

“And yes,” Forrest says. “They have a cupcake dispenser. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

“I was wondering something…”

“We’ll do our best to make any of your dreams come true, sweet princess.”

My breath catches as I look at Zev. He’s going to make it very difficult to walk away from them after tonight. “I’d like to pawn my engagement ring.”

“We can do that on our way,” Zev replies immediately.

Forrest holds up a hand, obviously not tolerating arguments. “We’ll handle that later.”