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peace. As the mother of two sets of twins, she was learning to let things slide. “Jenny will want that wig when you decide to retire it.”
    Lexi chuckled, picturing the little girl that already had so many of her cast offs. Out of all of her nieces and nephews, Jenny was the only one who appreciated the artistry involved in Lexi’s wardrobe. The other girls were miniature replicas of their perfect mothers. And grandmother. And yet all of them were able to wrap males around their little fingers without so much as batting an eyelash. And in a family that was predominantly female, it was a sight to behold whenever they got together.
    Agatha summoned a waiter without saying a word and Lexi wondered once again for the millionth time how she did that. Aggie seemed to smile a secretive smile and suddenly a waiter would appear, eager to take her order and give her whatever she wanted. Lexi tried it once but the wires seemed to cross when a group of men appeared, not a waiter among them. Agatha had the same melodic voice that Thea had but it was more sensual, less measured and the waiter was practically salivating to do her bidding. “We’re ready to order; girls?”
    As everyone ordered, Lexi glanced around the table and realized how beautiful they all were, from her mother to her aunt to her sisters. She sighed; without her makeup and wigs, she was rather plain when compared to the rest of her family, with ordinary brown hair and regular hazel eyes. It was true that she had a spectacular pair of breasts but so did the rest of the females in her family; and they were all stunning without the blue lipstick or green wigs or creative outfits.
    They were all so elegant, like pretty little butterflies, fluttering about with their smiles and their perfect hair. And Lexi loved them to pieces; she loved watching them primp before the show, or party, and then preform, both on stage and in their social gatherings. They made the complicated dance of social interaction look so easy while Lexi felt more comfortable just barreling right through, spinning and dancing along the way, until she was in the sanctuary of her best friends' circle.
    She listened as her sisters chatted about their husbands and their children, smiling with pleasure at the antics of her nieces and nephews. One of the things she loved most about having such a large family was listening to them talk, the companionship amongst them. Even if they didn’t always get along she knew that any member of her family would be by her side in a heartbeat if it ever came to that. And yet she was a different person with her sisters than with Dima and Cole; with those two, she was the one doing most of the talking while they happily listened, offering their sage advice whenever it was wanted or needed. She wondered what her life would be like if she hadn’t met them and then she shuddered at the thought; it wasn’t even worth considering.
    “ Alexandra, there’s something we need to talk to you about,” her aunt said, interrupting her pleasant interlude.
    Lexi’s eyes widened at the thought of suddenly being included in the conversation; she had nothing to add since she was still single and had no immediate plans to have children. And she knew that in spite of how much they loved her they didn’t understand her or why she chose to live with a bartender and an artist rather than at the estate. “What did I do now?”
    “ Well,” her aunt hesitated, exchanging a worried glance with her mother.
    “ It’s recently come to our attention that you might be more of a Rudnar than we thought,” her mom said carefully.
    Lexi frowned at that, her thought process whirling rapidly and taking her to the logical conclusion of that statement: they didn’t think her dad was her father. In a hushed voice she asked, “Why would you would think daddy wasn't my father?”
    “ What?” her mother’s voice rose an octave while she jerked back in her chair as if Lexi’s words were a slap to