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maybe she was. She not only came here with Greg, but she’d stayed the night in bed with two men.
    “Good morning, little one,” Logan said as he placed a large hand on her head and gently eased her back down to cuddle against him once more. Emma knew she really shouldn’t do this. She should grab the scattered remains of her dignity, apologize a time or two, and then get the hell out of here. This wasn’t her. She didn’t do casual. Hell, she barely did relationships.
    But then Logan’s warm fingers started to massage her skull and every other concern melted away. Maybe she could indulge just this once. She’d always been a good girl. She was twenty-eight already. Wasn’t it time for her to be just a little bit bad?
    She startled again when she heard the door open, but Logan held her tighter, pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, and whispered, “It’s only Jace.”
    The bed dipped behind her as Jace climbed back onto the mattress and pressed a warm kiss to the back of her neck. “Hello, darlin’. Did you sleep well?”
    She was pressed between two muscular, well-honed, gorgeous men, and they wanted her to answer questions? Hell, she wasn’t even sure she knew her own name.

    * * * *

    Jace watched Emma hesitate, seeming to have no understanding of the words he spoke, but then, as if a light finally switched on, she answered with a small, “Yes.”
    He made brief eye contact with Logan but was pretty sure the other man hadn’t slept at all. Whatever had put him on three weeks leave seemed to be something more complex than a simple vacation.
    “What time is it?” Logan asked.
    “A little past 4:00 a.m. I spoke to Viper and explained the circumstances. He said we could stay here until morning.” He’d also told him not to make a habit of it. The club closed at three, and that meant everybody went home—even employees, ex-employees, and vulnerable, lost, little subs.
    But Jace hadn’t missed the concern in Viper’s eyes when he mentioned Logan. Being an ex-Navy SEAL himself, it was possible that Viper would be the one person able to help Logan through whatever he was going through. Somehow the conversation ended with Jace promising to make sure Logan was here tonight—with or without Jace and their sub.
    “So, what happens now?” Emma asked. The woman looked adorably mussed—sleepy, rumpled, and very, very beautiful.
    “Now, we sleep,” Jace said as he cuddled up behind her. “Later we’ll drive you home.”
    “Oh,” she said quietly. He sensed that she wanted to ask more but also noticed the determined clench of her jaw as she held herself in check.
    “Would you like to come back to the club tomorrow tonight?” She relaxed in his embrace, and he realized that it was probably the answer to the question she’d wanted to ask.
    “I’d like that.”

    * * * *

    Several hours later, Logan was still staring at the ceiling, but the quiet snick of the door unlocking bought him to full alert. He relaxed a little and almost grinned when he saw his old boss, Viper, but the serious look on the man’s face forestalled any celebration. Logan nodded when Viper tilted his head in a clear indication to follow. Moving carefully, he tried to extricate himself from underneath one very sleepy sub. Emma roused partially, but Jace moved to pull her into his arms, and she settled once more.
    He glanced back at the bed for a moment, but couldn’t quite explain the feeling of satisfaction that swept through him at the sight of the two people snuggled together on the mattress. He was still fully dressed, so it took very little time to join Viper in the hallway. Careful to make sure the door was closed properly, thereby soundproofing the room once more, Logan turned to his old mentor and offered his hand to shake.
    Viper took his hand, spared a quick grin, but got straight to business.
    “We have a problem. Your sub’s ex-boyfriend—Greg Michaels, that’s his real name, not the one he put on the application