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and making sure everyone was calm and had a drink in their hand for the toast. Though it rankled his feathers, so to speak, Fiero apologized for his earlier behavior. To his astonishment, everyone was very understanding, stating they would have reacted in the same way if someone had put their hands on their loved ones.
    Everyone gathered around the living room, the air buzzing with excitement as they counted down to the New Year. “Seven! Six! Five!” Fiero wrapped his arm around Echo’s waist, pulling him close as his other lovers circled around them. “Four! Three!” He bent slowly, his gaze never leaving Echo’s beautiful sapphire blue eyes. “Two! One! Happy New Year!”
    The room erupted into cheers, but Fiero barely heard them. He leaned in the rest of the way, placing a tender kiss on Echo’s lips and gliding his tongue inside to lick at his mate’s mouth. “Happy New Year, baby,” he whispered when he pulled away.
    Echo gave him a brilliant smile, unshed tears shining in his eyes. “Happy New Year.” Then he moved around the group, kissing each warrior in turn before they all started grabbing and kissing each other.
    Fiero knew they were getting some strange looks from their guests. He could only imagined what the eight of them looked like, making out in the middle of their little party. He didn’t care, though. Pulling Hex to him, he claimed the man’s mouth next. “Happy New Year,” he said with a smile when he pulled away. “And just for the record, I got the first kiss from Echo again.”
    Hex snorted and jabbed him in the ribs. “Asshole.”
    Yep, it was the perfect start to a new beginning.

Chapter Four

    Echo waved happily as the last guest said their good-byes and headed out into the night, then turned to beam up at Hex. “Tha’ was awesome.” He hiccupped. “We should soon, again.” He waved a hand around. “Ya know wha’ I’m meaning.”
    Hex chuckled, reaching out to muss Echo’s hair. “I’m not sure the good people of this town could handle us more than once a year or so.”
    Shrugging, Echo turned to make his way across the living room, but tripped over his own feet and went sprawling across the living room carpet. Hex hurried over to him, lifting him to his feet and holding him steady. “Are you drunk?”
    Echo swayed a bit before finally giving up and leaning heavily on his lover for support. “No’ sure. Ne’er been drunk before. I feel kin’a fuzzy.”
    Onyx laughed as he entered the room from the direction of the kitchen. “He’s totally smashed!”
    “’M’not,” Echo slurred as the room tilted on its axis. His legs wobbled, and he began sliding down Hex’s body until his warrior caught him and slung him up in his arms. “’Kay, but jus’ a wibble.”
    “A wibble?” Hex snorted and rolled his eyes. “Let’s get you to bed, ya lush.”
    “No’ sweepers.” Echo turned his head to glare at Onyx as the man doubled over in laughter. “S’not funny.” Crap, his tongue felt furry and too thick for his mouth. Why the hell wouldn’t it just cooperate with what his brain wanted to say? “Sfink my tongue is swollen.” He stuck it out at Hex, wiggling it around a bit.
    The big demon started laughing so hard his entire body shook. Afraid that Hex might drop him, Echo tried to reach up to hold on to his lover’s neck, but he couldn’t get his arms to move. He frowned down at his hands where they rested in his lap. “Stupid han’s.”
    “What’s so funny?” Myst entered the room, surveying the scene before him with his head cocked to the side. “Did I miss something?”
    “Echo’s sloshed,” Onyx gasped through his laughter.
    “Really?” A wicked grin spread over Myst’s face.
    Echo wanted to punch him. And he would, too. Just as soon as the room stopped spinning, and he figured out which one was Myst and which one was his double vision playing tricks on him. “Bed,” he mumbled thickly, resting his head heavily on Hex’s chest.
    “Where