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from the UN contact. I’ll reestablish his security, wipe any evidence of what I’ve been up to, and we’re good to go.”
    Remy considered her part of the plan. She was the ghost of the team, the combination of her innate grace and physical strength allowing her to breach pretty much any room, object, or building. She was an expert at climbing and other acrobatics, and she was often called upon to be the first one into a given situation since she was a master at stealth. Unfortunately, her particular skills weren’t much in demand this time. This was really Joss’s show. The rest of them just had to get him in and out safely. “I’m there to be eye candy,” Remy said. “I need to be ready to help if anything goes wrong, but beyond that, I’m going to be pretty, look like I’m having a ton of fun, and drink as much of Contois’s champagne as I can.” She smiled winningly at Drake, whose eyes had narrowed at the champagne bit.
    “Remy.” He sighed. “What are we going to do with you?”
    “Leave me alone for the rest of the afternoon?” Remy asked, laughing. “I have a whole lot of things to do at the spa, and none of them involve anyone being a fun-sucker. Stop sucking my fun, Drake!” She punched him lightly on the shoulder and made her way to the door of their suite, sticking her tongue out at the triplets as she went.
    “Uh, Remy?” Joss asked tentatively.
    “Hmm? Did you need something before I go? I don’t want to be late since I’m booked for the whole afternoon.”
    “Exactly what are you having done? I mean…” Joss started to sputter, and to Remy’s utter fascination, he seemed to be blushing a little. “I’m all for you getting a facial, sweetheart, but what are you having done that takes the whole afternoon?”
    Remy smiled sweetly, and began ticking things off on her fingers. “Well, I am actually having a facial, but there’s also massage, a seaweed wrap, mani-pedi with paraffin, salt scrub...” She watched gleefully as the eyes of each man glazed over. No way did they know what any of that stuff was, and no way would they care enough for her to explain.
    “Fine, fine.” Joss waved his hand tolerantly, smiling over at her. “You have fun this afternoon, and we’ll see you for supper.”
    “Oh, I almost forgot. I’m also getting waxed.” Remy didn’t know what devil sat on her shoulder, inspiring her to blurt that out, but the effect of her statement on the triplets was instantaneous. Drake’s mouth hung open as he stared at her, and Knox swatted Joss on the back after Joss seemed to choke.
    “Let me get this straight,” Joss wheezed. “You’re getting waxed...and you’re getting a facial?”
    Remy stared at him, artfully arranging her face into an expression of confused innocence. “Well, yeah. I like the way it feels. And facials always leave my skin so soft... Ciao!” she called as she left, blowing kisses over her shoulder. She ignored the growls the triplets made under their breath. Just because the triplets weren’t hers to seduce didn’t mean she couldn’t look smoking hot for them, and they really were fun to tease. Remy smiled to herself, anticipating their reactions to what she planned to wear to the party tomorrow.

Chapter 6
     
    Knox sucked in a painful breath as Remy emerged from her room in their suite. He felt like he’d been kicked in the gut, and he could tell from the silence and utter stillness around him that his brothers felt the same. Holy shit. His brain couldn’t seem to progress past that as Remy did a slow turn, taking advantage of their riveted attention. Holy shit, indeed.
    “You like?” she asked, although it looked like she already knew the answer. She smiled at each of them in turn, a sweet smile that made her look for all the world like the cat who ate the canary.
    Knox was the first to recover. He swallowed painfully against the lust choking him. “You look incredible.” His voice came out gravelly even to his own ears, and