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to give Kaden the first antibiotic injection. She checked the time on her cell phone and trudged up the stairs after them. It was after midnight. No wonder she was tired.  
    She stopped outside Brax’s room. He’d pointed it out earlier when he showed Carter where he was staying, but she hesitated entering. She knew he expected her there. She’d made the deal. But she wasn’t sure if she was up for it tonight. Nerves knotted her stomach, and she squeezed her eyes shut. If she found another bed to sleep in, he’d probably come looking for her. Besides, she didn’t want to sleep alone. Gathering her courage, she twisted the doorknob and stepped inside.

Chapter Three  
    There was no mistaking this was Brax’s space. His scent, his psychic energy, enveloped her when she stepped inside and shut the door behind her. Her hand convulsed on the handle. Could she do this? Could she go through with it? She’d made the offer. She’d made the promise. Carter didn’t know the details, but he suspected, and was more furious with her than she’d ever seen him before. She couldn’t make a scene here. She couldn’t fuck it up.  
    Brax was sitting on a couch, staring intently at a laptop screen. He looked up and offered her a distracted smile before going back to work. She didn’t know whether to be relieved or annoyed and, deciding on amused, headed through the living area into the bedroom. This suite appeared to be setup like Carter’s. She should find a bathroom. She wanted a fast, hot shower and cool, cotton sheets, and she wanted them before she passed out from exhaustion and overload.  
    The shower was quick, and she found a large men’s T-shirt waiting for her on the counter when she exited She smiled at his consideration for her inexperience and wondered how long she’d get to wear it. She rubbed her hair, but it was nowhere near dry. It would be wild and curly in the morning, but she didn’t care.  
    A sigh of pleasure and relief escaped her lips when she slid between the sheets and fluffed the pillow. She wanted to sleep for a day and a night, at least, but that wasn’t happening. Just when she got comfortable, the bedroom door opened. There were no lights, but she didn’t need them. She saw the shadow slip into the room. Saw him stop by the side of the bed and strip his clothes off. Butterflies took flight in her belly, a mix of nerves and excitement.  
    He got into the bed and spooned up behind her, but he made no move other than embracing her. His cock was hard against her ass. His hands rested under her breasts. But he made no move to take her, to seduce her. His breathing was even and measured, as if he slipped into his bed with an almost naked woman all the time. She didn’t have any sense a woman had been there, but it still pissed her off.  
    She felt her body grow tenser. Heat and anger and a vague sense of hurt combined. Didn’t really want her after all, did he? He just wanted her information.  
    He moaned, and his teeth nipped her under her ear. “Stop that, baby. You know I want you. You know you’re mine.”  
    She was suddenly on the verge of tears and she hadn’t cried in years. She shook her head. She couldn’t handle this. He overloaded her senses. But when she struggled to get up, he wouldn’t let her go. His hands were gentle but insistent. Tender but firm and demanding. One cupped her breast, the other her pelvis, right above her sex. Her body responded with sudden, shocking need.  
    “Shh, angel. Everything is going to be fine.”  
    She wasn’t so sure about that. She’d exposed her brother and nephew. Herself. She was afraid if she took Brax into her body she’d never be able to walk away, no matter how he might betray her or her family. Because of her mental abilities, sex wouldn’t just be about physical intimacy. She’d be opening her heart and mind also. Her body didn’t care about those fears, though, and as his thumb started to lightly stroke over her nipple,