You’re here!” That familiar shriek only belonged to one Wilde. My body flooded with warmth at the sound of her voice. “Oh, hey, Dare.”“Dalia,” Dare said without turning around, his attention focused entirely on my tattoo as he shaded the wings over my ribs. “So great to see that I’m just a postscript.”But he smiled as he said it. I knew how much he loved his siblings, and the fact that they’d taken me in, accepted me as one of their own meant a lot to him. He’d had enough crap in his family life, so any discord between me and them would not have gone over well. Honestly, it would’ve probably destroyed us long ago.“Wow!” Dalia bent over Dare’s arm to examine my ink. “The phoenix looks gorgeous on you. You’re like a fiery, golden goddess, Ree.” “Holy crap. A half-NAKED goddess!” I didn’t even have to look to know where Dax’s gaze was glued. I immediately pulled my shirt down a little. “Damn, don’t shy away on my account, babe.” He was practically panting.
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