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her arms loosely around his ribcage and sighed.
    ***

“You can put me down now.”
    Drei kicked the door closed first and then set Cassandra on her feet. Her cheeks were flushed dark red, but not in anger or embarrassment. All the blood had rushed to her head as he carried her out of HQ, away from his mother and brothers and Cat, down the street to his house.
    Thankfully, Cassandra hadn’t struggled at all, and it was still early enough in the morning that there weren’t many people out on the street. One bleary eyed guy had seen them and cautiously called out, “Hey lady, you alright? Want me to call the cops?”
    Cassandra had lifted one hand to wave and shouted back. “No thanks, I’m fine.”
    The man had looked comically confused. Drei threw him a feral grin, unable to contain the amusement he felt at the redhead’s nonchalance.
    Now that she was back on her feet, she took a moment to smooth her hair back before taking in his living room.
    Unlike his brothers, Drei preferred having an actual place to live. Grig and Em had apartments that were little more than places to sleep in between working and partying. Or, Grig did. Em’s place was decidedly more home-like now that Cat spent most of her time th
    But he’d bought this place a few years ago and actually taken the time to decorate it to his tastes. It was convenient to HQ, walking distance, but it was totally his. There was a living room, dining room/kitchen, two bedrooms, two and a half bathrooms and a decent sized, private yard out back.
    He watched Cassandra studying the decor in the rooms she could see – lots of cool tones in the living room, greens and blues and grays, and warm tones in the dining room/kitchen, reds, oranges, and umbers. He liked natural wood and simple furniture and complex artwork.
    Drei wondered what she thought of the place, wished he could read her mind too. She looked like she went to the gym or did some sort of physical activity, her arms and belly were toned and muscular. Would her eyes twinkle if she peeked into the second bedroom, which he’d converted into a combination weight room and office?
    “I love the dining room table,” she offered, head cocked. It was satinwood, carved all of a piece, a huge chunk of smoothly polished wood. He loved that fucking table. He loved that she loved that table.
    “It’s a great table.” Drei’s eyes dropped to the upper swells of her breasts where they pressed against her leather vest. They should probably talk about what had just happened back at HQ with his mother.
    Cassandra took a step toward him, eyes twinkling. “We probably should.”
    They should probably figure out a safer place for her to go. Because his mother was not going to give up the idea of the lab rats figuring out what made Cassandra tick.
    “She probably won’t.” Cassandra moved another step closer, a smile playing around her wide mouth.
    It was probably weird that he liked the idea of her hearing his thoughts, knowing that she knew exactly what he was thinking. Cassandra chuckled.
    “It really is.”
    Drei’s big hands curled over her hips, squeezing, molding her flesh. His throat was dry at the thought of touching her bare skin, laying her beneath him. He cleared it. This attraction, the way he felt about her abilities, his instinctual reaction to protect her from his mother... He had to face it. It probably all meant she was his Mate.
    Cassandra licked her lips and pressed her body against him. “I probably am.”
    He kissed her this time, slanting his mouth over hers, drawing that full lower lip between his teeth and worrying it before swiping the bite away with a sweep of his tongue.
    “Andrei,” she groaned into his mouth, arms sliding around his waist. Her long fingers slid beneath the hem of his t-shirt and glided up his back, tracing the muscles along his spine. Lightning followed in the wake of her touch.
    He cupped her ass and pulled her tight against him, rocking his hips to rub the steely