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for life.
    “Mmm…maybe. Are you telling me you have women’s intuition?”
    Dominic laughed. He was masculine on so very many levels it simply wasn’t possible for his ego to be dented by the slight jab.
    “I have masculine intuition. I just know things about ladies. Don’t I, Artemais?”
    When Artemais merely rolled his eyes and his other brothers made various gagging motions, Sophie laughed even harder, accepting that this man would definitely know certain things about the ladies.
    “You must be Dominic, then, the soon-to-be chained down youngest brother.”
    “Oh-ho! Brother dear can try,” Dominic laughed at Artemais, “but think of how cruel it would be to disappoint all those lovely ladies!”
    Artemais merely shook his head.
    “Sophie, meet Samuel and William, my other two brothers.”
    Sophie grinned as Samuel put his PDA into his pocket, and leaned forward to kiss her.
    “Pleased to meet you. Where’s your luggage?”
    Sophie laughed.
    “Sorry to disappoint you guys—but I’m not coming back with you. Tempting though the offer is, I’m not the sort of girl who moves in with four strange men whom she’s known for less than a few days.”
    Three sets of eyebrows rose, and Sophie could swear she felt Artemais squirm next to her. Suddenly, both Samuel and Dominic bent over laughing hysterically.
    Sophie turned to William.
    “Did I say something funny?”
    This merely made both Samuel and Dominic laugh even harder, as William tried to explain.
    “Artemais has practically raised us from pups—kids. He has this way of making us do what he wants us to without raising his voice or forcing us to. He simply makes it close to impossible to do anything but what he wants. Let him hang around for a while—you’ll understand soon enough.”
    Sophie raised an eyebrow. Living by herself a number of years had made her fairly set in her ways. She had a sinking sensation they might be butting heads in the very near future.
    Samuel finally righted himself enough to gasp out, “To think! Artemais and his legendary appeal—” Sophie raised an eyebrow in query as Samuel began choking on his laughter. His legendary appeal? her mind wondered. Before she could question his half-finished sentence, Dominic tried to talk through his tears of laughter.
    “His famous address! Gone the first time he finds a woman he truly wants! It’s…it’s…just too funny for words!”
    Artemais, simmering next to her, finally gave up.
    “Oh shut up you two. This is not helpful.”
    Sophie looked at William and caught his eye. He too had seen the laughter glinting in their blue depths, but he restrained himself much better than his younger two brothers. “You will have to excuse my younger brothers. They are at the ripe, mature ages of thirty-one and twenty-nine. Still babes in the wood, as I’m sure you understand.”
    The undercut scored its mark, and both brothers regained control over their fits of laughter.
    “I’m sorry, Soph,” Dominic started, only to be interrupted by Samuel.
    “Yes, honestly, it’s just so funny to see someone actually stand up to Artemais and not be cut down in seconds.”
    “We stand behind you one hundred percent. Seriously. Give him hell.”
    Sophie chuckled at Dominic’s attitude.
    “Well, I’m sorry, but I have no intention of giving him hell. We’re merely going to talk about the arrangements for the baby and sort out what we’ll do.”
    William raised his eyebrow, but couldn’t get a word in edgewise as both Samuel and Dominic were determined to speak their piece.
    “Well—surely you will eventually cave in and come out to live with us. There’s plenty of room, we rarely trample all over each other. And the boy needs his space to grow and become wild and free.”
    “Truly, we won’t stomp all over the new love nest,” Samuel added, “the house is quite private when one wants it to be. And the backyard goes straight out into the forest, so there’s more than enough play area