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brother.”
    Bruce wandered in. “Did I miss something?”
    Sage shrugged. “Apparently Agent Wilcox packs one hell of a kiss.”
    She felt her cheeks burn.
    “Oh yeah?” Bruce asked. “Think he’ll be interested in a threesome?”
    “I think he’s pro-girl,” Willow muttered.
    “Hey, I can share,” Bruce assured her.
    “I’m not sure he can. Besides, I don’t really know what happened. Or if it will happen again.”
    Bruce grinned and sent a wink to Sage who was chuckling.
    “But you want it to,” Bruce deduced.
    “Not if he’s going to be an asshole.” Willow plucked at the wire taped to her body. She was relieved to see that it was still in place.
    It had behaved like everything else that she was wearing at the time of a transformation. It had dematerialized and rematerialized the way it had been on her body. At least, she didn’t have to call Agent Wilcox to retape her. She didn’t think she’d live through the humiliation of knowing he thought she’d taken it off on purpose.
    Like I’m trying to get naked for him again, or throw myself all over him. As if! She mentally shied away from the reality that getting naked with the sexy agent would definitely be a bonus.
    Fortunately, her relationship with Bruce was fluid. He was a full faery after all. Sexy, and sexual to the core. He wanted it however he could get it, from whomever was offering it. He had no qualms about sharing partners or keeping their relationship monogamous. It’s one of the reasons they’d hooked up in the first place. The other was his talent to keep her humanoid in the face of her faery talent for turning into wooden objects. He’d saved her ass a dozen times, at least.
    “If he’s an asshole, I’ll take him,” Bruce teased. “I wouldn’t mind gettin’ in there.”
    She smirked. “If he were even interested in that, I’d bet money that he’d be a top.”
    “That’s okay. I’m versatile.” Bruce sent her a goofy grin, but his black faery eyes twinkled with mischief.
    “Damn, where were you when I was single and looking to fuck?” Sage joked.
    “I’m not your type anyway.” Bruce tipped his head. “You and Dill both liked guys you could control, until you met the ones you couldn’t. I’m not a permanent relationship kind of faery.”
    Sage grew serious. “Where does that leave my little sister?”
    “Enjoying life,” she snapped. Willow caught Bruce’s arm and dragged him with her to the car. “I have to pack and get over there. If you think discussing sex with someone’s older brother is a good idea, then you really don’t know humans very well.”
    “What’s the big deal? It’s just bodies enjoying bodies for however long it lasts. He and Dill weren’t virgins when they met Joe and Mason.”
    “It’s different for little sisters. Human males don’t like hearing that the women in their lives have sex.”
    “That’s stupid.”
    She snorted. “I agree. But humor me and don’t discuss it with them.”
    * * * *
    He’d fucked up, Kane decided. Kissing Willow Harper hadn’t done anything but make him want to keep kissing her, and a host of other things he wasn’t supposed to be wanting.
    And there was that weird discussion the wire had picked up after he’d left, Kane still had to decipher. Bruce was a faery? Kane had thought for sure that derogatory term had gone the way of the 90s. And what self respecting homosexual man slept with women? It just didn’t make sense.
    He glanced at Bruce, who was sleeping on the floor of the service van which held the receiving equipment. A lot of help he’d been. Other than looking at Kane with his unnerving black gaze, Bruce had slept and eaten through most of the stake out.
    Kane found himself thinking of the unintentional transmission again. The prodding from Sage and Bruce that Willow wanted him? Well, that was more intriguing than Kane cared to admit. And grudgingly, so was the admission that Bruce wanted a threesome with him and Willow. Kane had