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rattled,” Hunter said next to her ear, slipping an arm around her shoulder.
    She reached up and swiped at the one tear that had gotten away from her and spilled onto her cheek. “I’m not crying,” she said, knowing her voice showed otherwise. Her nose was getting stuffy due to her struggle to hold her emotions in check, to maintain control.
    The other two men came to her side also, and before she knew it, they had helped her to stand and she was caught in the middle of a group hug.
    “Please don’t cry,” Hunter said.
    “I’m sorry, Dawn,” Micah chimed in.
    “It’s okay, baby.” Wilder kissed her on her right temple.
    All of them were touching her gently, soothing her tears away. She’d never experienced such tenderness from a man before. She wondered if it was because she always maintained her confidence and poise. Being like that probably made her look like she had everything under control. But something had caused her to slip. There was something special about these three men. She hoped she could figure out what it was before her stay was over. Clearing her throat, she patted Hunter’s chest. “I’m okay. You guys can let me go now.”
    “Are you sure?” Hunter dipped his head, eyebrows raised. “This is kind of nice, you caught in the middle like this.”
    She couldn’t help but smile, and then she chuckled. “It is sort of nice.”
    Micah drew her hair back, tucking it behind her ear as he pressed his body against hers from behind. “You know, you could end up trusting us,” he said, his mouth so close to her ear his warm breath caused her to shudder. “And sometimes trust leads to something deeper, something you might not want to walk away from.”
    Dawn turned her head toward him, searching for his eyes. She wanted to see if there was sincerity in his dark gaze, but when she turned, Micah captured her chin, and then his lips met hers and she was lost.

Chapter Five
     
    Something shifted in Micah’s heart, the movement rippling through him all the way to his soul. Dawn’s lips, so soft and pliant, parted, and he delved inside the moist warmth of her mouth. She tasted of coffee, dark and rich. Their tongues dueled, both of them devouring the other.
    “Jesus,” Micah groaned when he came up for air. He looked into her eyes, noticing the wide, dark pupils centered in the beautiful green of her irises. She ran her tongue over her upper lip, her breath warm against his mouth. Dawn’s face was flushed, and Micah could tell from the sensual smokiness of her gaze that she was attracted to him.
    Dawn Holiday was a beautiful woman, but the thing about her that touched his heart was the vulnerability she held buried deep inside her confident exterior. It made him want to hold her, to shield her against the outside world. There was a girl at her center, one who didn’t know how to trust. He wanted to find her and show her not only could she trust him, she could trust the twins, too.
    The biggest question was—what had made her this way and how was he going to fix it?
    “It’s getting late,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
    “It’s not that late.” What was she trying to say? That she wanted them to leave? He hoped not.
    “Wilder, why don’t you and I go on back to the office? We’ve got some paperwork to go over.” Hunter straightened and nodded at Micah. “Besides, we need to let Dawn and Micah get to know each other a bit since we’re all going to be spending so much time together this weekend.”
    Micah glanced at Wilder, hoping he took his brother’s hint. He did want them to leave so that he could spend some quiet time with Dawn. He hoped he hadn’t come on too strong with her. He silently chastised himself for being so argumentative in the beginning. He always did that, testing the client to see just how confident they were.
    Wilder sighed. “All right.” He pointed at Micah. “You take care of our girl here.”
    Our girl? Micah nodded. “No problem. I’ll