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nearest dress shop. Hopefully, she hadn’t seen Jessie Evans. The woman was toxic. Even after she’d had a breakdown in open court, she’d continued to harass Peter via intergalactic messages. Her last had almost been comical. She was sorry—yeah, right. She still loved him—still? She would do anything to win him back—never going to happen.
    Without the threat of further legal action, Peter, Mikayla, and all the brothers had simply ignored Jessie’s ever increasing messages. They would probably need to file for a restraining order before long, but with the distance between Earth and the jungle planet, they’d felt safe. Too bad they hadn’t considered having the worst luck in history by running into the woman in a crowded city on a planet that few knew they were visiting.
    “What’s going on?” Mikayla asked, sounding a little alarmed. He considered lying, but she hadn’t been happy about them keeping her in the dark over Peter’s legal battle, so he caved and told the truth.
    “Jessie Evans is just outside. John is making sure that she knows to send any further communications via our lawyers.” Mikayla nodded, but he could see her curiosity and concern. “Please just let John handle it this time.” Mikayla hadn’t been herself lately. The last thing she needed was to be called all sorts of nasty names by a woman with no class and zero sympathy for others.
    “Okay,” Mikayla said, moving to look at some of the clothes. Stunned to near speechlessness, Brock opened and closed his mouth several times. He’d at least expected to have to argue a little.
    Mikayla tried on three dresses before John joined them in the clothing store. He looked pale, so it was a pretty good guess that whatever Jessie had said wasn’t good. He wanted to ask for a word by word accounting but didn’t want to upset Mikayla, so he stayed quiet. Mikayla saw John and stepped into his embrace for a moment.
    “Thanks,” she said and then pressed a quick kiss to his mouth. “I just don’t have the energy to deal with that woman right now.” He nodded, looking surprised by her attitude, and then quickly changed the subject.
    “So how many dresses should we buy for our lovely wife?” he asked Brock.
    “I’m thinking at least a dozen.” She smiled but shook her head.
    “Ten?” John asked hopefully.
    “Two,” she said with a big grin. It was so wonderful to see her smile that Brock didn’t even care that she refused to let them spoil her. “And maybe another bra,” she said, digging her fingers into her ribs and adjusting the support garment yet again. At home, the only time she wore one was when the female scientists came to visit, and thankfully that was a very rare occurrence.
    All of his brothers preferred her breasts unbound, but as she led them into the undergarments section, wicked ideas swirled through Brock’s head. There were so many sexy things to choose from. She saw the look on his face and laughed happily.
    “And how long do you think they’d stay on?” she teased.
    “Not the point, baby girl,” he said as he pushed several different styles into her hands. “I think you need to try these on.” She glanced at the tags, blanched at the price, and went to put them back. “That wasn’t a request, baby girl.”
    She smiled, rolled her eyes like a very naughty sub, and moved toward the fitting room. As soon as she was out of earshot, Brock turned to John. The man didn’t need any prompting.
    “She wants a meeting with Mikayla. Says she wants to apologize.”
    “You told her to go to hell, right?”
    “Damn straight,” John said. “Apart from the fact I don’t believe a word of what she says, she was just a little too excited to see Mikayla. We should get out of New York as quickly as possible.”
    “Agreed.” Brock checked the time. “Your appointment is in fifteen minutes. Mikayla and I will wait in the reception area. I was going to take her shopping, but with that bitch hanging around, I