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tell you what it was or where she is. Seriously though, love, there's absolutely no need for you to concern yourself." He knotted the bathrobe around himself, the two sides barely meeting, giving Mia a very tempting view of a hard toned thigh. However, she wasn't in the least bit interested. No need to worry? Yeah, that'll be right. It's my sister were talking about here.
    She dragged a dress over her head, and ignored the fact she couldn't find her knickers.
    "Don't you 'love' me, you sod. What the hell do you mean nothing for me to get concerned about? That's my sister who's out there and whoever she's with. I don't even know where 'there' is." She sketched quotation marks in the air. "I'm assuming she is with someone? She's not scared and alone?" That scenario would be unthinkable.
    "No, she's not alone." The tone of his voice alerted her to something strange that made her skin crawl as if bugs were playing football on her skin.
    "Who's she with?"
    Dylan didn't answer as he tied his hair back with a strip of leather. To her annoyance, the sight of that simple act made her mouth go dry. He was pure sex on legs. What she could do with that thong . . . . She bit the inside of her mouth in annoyance to get her mind out of the sex shop—or the gutter. She could revisit it later if everything went okay.
    "Fuck it. Take me to this transmitter. Now." Mia decided if she'd been a cartoon character, steam would be rising from her head. She was angry with herself and worried for Meryl. Dylan stared at her. "What?"
    "Er, Mia?" He waved his hand toward her.
    "What?" She snapped the word out again as she flung the door open. "Well, are you coming or do I go and find the blasted thing myself?"

 
    Dylan shrugged, followed her through the door, and indicated the corridor to the right. If she wasn't bothered by her state of undress, why should he be? And worried as he was, he could still appreciate the sight of those beautiful breasts moving freely under the soft chiffon. He was sure if he looked closely, he could see the darker skin of her nipples beneath the cloth. Down boy, he admonished his eager body. This is not the time. He forced himself not to let his gaze drift any lower.
    "Whom is she having this alleged fantasy with?" Mia demanded. Dylan didn't answer immediately, and Mia had no patience. "Who, damn it? Who?" One finger jabbed him in the chest. Her fingers curled and he had the awful thought that maybe he should protect his dick with more than a toweling robe.
    A door opened and one of Meryl's friends popped her head out. He stifled a grin as he noted only her head stuck out and the rest of her body stayed firmly behind the door.
    "Is everything okay? I heard voices." Her eyes were cloudy, and she blinked owlishly.
    "Fine," Mia snapped. "Sorry, Freya. This" —she glared at Dylan. If looks could kill they'd be picking hymns and arranging the order of his funeral service— "asshole is really pissing me off. I didn't mean to disturb you."
    Freya looked at Mia, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. It was obvious she'd never, ever, seen Mia like that before. Mia's hair was all over the place and it flowed down her back in tangled spirals. Her eyes flashed and her cheeks were red.
    Dylan's heartbeat increased; to him she was magnificent, and he wanted to love her senseless and protect her away from anything that would make her unhappy. Sadly, he knew he had no chance, not now.
    'Fuck! I've got no knickers on. And my boobs are doing the swing low sweet chariot, I'm swinging for England crap. All the bloody fault of some irresponsible shite-bag.'
    Dylan didn't envy that person, especially when Mia found out who it was.
    Freya blinked and backed inside her room.
    "Oh, okay. Fine. I'll see you sometime then." She shut the door.
    ' Argh, now Freya thinks I'm away with the mixer. I want blood, or balls. In a mincer.'
    Dylan looked at Mia, but wisely kept his mouth shut. He had a feeling that if he opened it she would search for said