Copper
everything else.”
    “Will do, I’ve got their backs.” Mercury sauntered out of the room.
    Copper knew his brother would get rid of any visible trace of Marla’s presence on the property.  His tensed muscles relaxed slightly, but he was too keyed up to completely let go.  He looked at the other twin.  “Thanks, bro.”
    "You’re welcome.”  Steel picked up the large first aid kit and headed for the door.  Once he reached the hallway he turned back toward Copper. 
    “Marla is stable. As far as I can tell, she’s going to be fine.  It’s safe to move her into the unoccupied guestroom, just be mindful of the wound.  I managed to stop the bleeding with only tape.  I don’t want to have to take a needle to all that pretty and delicate skin, but I will if I have to.  She can’t afford to lose any more blood,” he reminded the leader of the Metal Cowboys.
    “That won’t be a problem, because she’s staying right here.”
    Steel raised a brow. “You don’t have enough trouble with an injured woman showing up on your doorstep?  You are on your own when it comes to handling Natalie when she finds out that little piece of information.”
    “No doubt she’ll pitch a fit, but I can manage our assistant.  Besides, I have a feeling she’s going to have her hands full with Chrome.”
    Steel just shook his head. “Must be something in the air. I’m out of here just in case it’s contagious, before whatever it is gets a hold of me.”
     

THREE
    Marla jerked awake. She tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in her side made her gasp out loud.  That was followed by a soft moan.  The pain caused the nightmare of the shooting to come rushing back.  Looking around, she obviously wasn’t in the school parking lot anymore. She searched her mind trying to piece everything together and figure out exactly where she was. 
    Enough moonlight filtered into the room so that she could make out her surroundings.  She quickly glanced around the neat and masculine bedroom.  It only took a second for panic to set in when she didn’t recognize the unfamiliar room.  She tried to scramble out of bed, flinging sheets halfway off the bed in an attempt to escape. A husky voice came from a dark corner in the back of the room.
    “Don’t thrash around like that,” the deep and vaguely familiar voice demanded.  “You’ll tear open your wound and start bleeding again.  I shouldn’t have to tell you that that would not be a good thing.”
    She automatically stilled at the command in the gruff voice. When she did, the remainder of her memories came rushing back.  The last thing she remembered was the unwelcome greeting from Copper before she fainted at his feet like a pathetic weakling.  Marla swung her legs over the side of the bed.  She needed to be ready to flee if she had to. 
    “Copper?”  Please let it be him, she silently thought.  As much as he disturbed her, he was better than the unknown, since someone was trying to hurt her.  She was more than relieved when she heard the somewhat familiar voice again.
    “Yeah, it’s me.  Stop moving,” he reminded her. “You really can’t afford to lose any more blood for a while.  You were only grazed by the bullet, but it bled a lot.”
    “Where am I?” she asked in a cautious voice.  “I remember getting out of my car and speaking to you, but I don’t remember anything after that point.”  Since she wasn’t getting out of bed right that second, she grabbed the sheet and tugged it up to her chin. He might be her sister’s boss, but the large overbearing male made her nervous, and lying in bed made her feel vulnerable.
    “You passed out before you could explain why you were here.  Luckily I was able to catch you before you hit the ground. I felt the wetness of your blood seeping from your wound.  I brought you inside to my bedroom.  Steel cleaned and taped up the injury.”
    Copper abruptly stood and strolled over to the bed.  He turned on the lamp

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