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detect their conversation. Whatever Grayson said, a large smile appeared on Tamera’s lips before she laughed and ran into the surf. Grayson chuckled in return, all the while cuddling the small infant in his arms. From Anton’s view point, Grayson never looked happier as he watched his mate play in the ocean. She reached down and splashed water in his direction. Not enough to soak the babe in his arms, but enough to wet his shins. Grayson nodded at her, his lips moved, and Tamera laughed.
    The two portrayed the picture of the perfect family.
    Although Anton was certainly happy for his brother and one-time best friend, jealousy ate at his gut. He wasn’t sure if he were more envious at Grayson for having won the woman he had one time wanted, or more so of the fact Grayson had the life he at one time envisioned for himself. Either way, he didn’t begrudge Grayson. Tamera had taken Grayson’s blood without his permission, thus securing herself as his mate. At the time, not a soul, him included, knew Tamera had been duped and used by Rosalee. Grayson had one hell of a chip on his shoulder and a lot of hurt to overcome.
    Seeing him happy now, regardless of Anton’s envy, his heart warmed with the knowledge Grayson and Tamera had found their peace. Rosalee, Kane’s bitch of an ex-mate, had thankfully found her end by the hands of Kane and Kaleb Tepes’s grandfather, Vlad. Rosalee had almost wrecked the love Gypsy and Tamera now obviously share. The man deserved nothing short of a medal for taking the woman’s head. She deserved death and nothing less for all her deceit and misdeeds against the Sons.
    Good riddance.
    Not a single soul would miss the likes of the witch, other than maybe her stepdaddy, Mircea. Anton was sure Vlad would effectively handle his brother. He had done nothing more than take care of the problem Mircea should have months earlier. Rosalee had been living on borrowed time. Mircea’s stepdaughter had been the cause of Kane and her son’s death. The woman was evil and vindictive. Yet he allowed her to run roughshod over him. Talk about a spoiled brat.
    Rosalee had written the book.
    Movement below caught his attention again, and Tamera emerged from the surf, her tiny bikini hugging her curves. Anton had the urge to look away, feeling as if he had no right to see her. It occurred to him, as little as she wore and as she gorgeous as she was, he didn’t feel even an inkling of lust … not the way he had with Kimber the night before.
    Christ, if he spotted Kimber wearing the tiny scraps of material barely covering Tamera, he’d be using his body to shield her from view. Who the fuck was he kidding? He’d be stripping her of it and burying his cock to the hilt. Just the thought had his cock semi erect, when moments ago Tamera had hardly gained his interest.
    A smile crossed his face.
    He was no longer jealous of Grayson for having won Tamera. He might be jealous of the family he had created, but no longer the woman. Tamera walked to where Grayson stood, holding the baby. They shared a laugh, just before Grayson lowered his head and kissed his mate. Anyone could see the love the pair shared for each other. He never thought he’d see the day Grayson would be happy with just one woman. And yet the smile he saw upon his friend’s face as he looked at Tamera spoke volumes.
    Grayson tucked the baby to his side, placed one arm across Tamera’s shoulders, and led her back to the beach house. Just before they disappeared from site, Grayson reached down and playfully swatted his mate’s ass.
    Tamera Cantrell had chosen the right man.
    Now if he could just figure out what to do about his little librarian. Oh, he knew what he wanted to do with her. No doubt about it. But anything more was forbidden. Without the consent of the Sons, human relationships were off-limits. Since he technically wasn’t a Son at the moment, he wouldn’t be petitioning them any time soon. Not that Kimber would want anything to do with