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“I supposewe could keep him for breeding stock.If you two don’t mind sharing,” a female voice said somewhere near his ear.“He’d probably make gorgeous babies, at least.”
“Please, I think we haveenoughbabies around this place,” another woman said from the other side.“Definitely enough dirty diapers.”
“Will you two shut up for a moment?You jabber more than the rest of us combined.Hand me that washcloth.”A third woman was even closer.Her voice was a bit deeper, smoother.Sexier.Familiar?
Three women.There was no way he could handle three women.Pity.They had beautiful voices.And one was touching him, running the cloth over his face.Gently.
He could smell her perfume, or her soap, or something.Shecould keep touching him, if she wanted.He wouldn’t protest at all.Did the other two smell just as nice?
He hoped so.He supposed they could take turns…
“What are we supposed to do with him?Is there anyblood?” another voice asked.Younger, he thought.Akid?Well, there went that fantasy.“Who is he, anyway?”
“Ith he a bad guy?Ith he going to taked one of uth away?”This one had a definite lisp.
“I’m really hungry.Are you done with that man yet?”another child voice said.
“What exactly are you doing with him?”Yet another child.
Then he heard…the babbling of a baby?Where in the hell was he?
He didn’t know if this was a dream or a nightmare.
“I’m going to make sure he hasn’t killed himself,” the most in-charge female voice said.“Then I’m going to call his keepers to come get him.They may be able to get through the back way.Take him to the hospital in Evanston or something.”
Keepers?Evanston?That was over a hundred miles from Masterson.Where the hell had he ended up?How?
“Not tonight, you’re not.Cloe is working, Claudia is somewhere in Cheyenne with Sage, and Clancy…well, Clancy is out with Barand tonight, lucky girl.We could probably call Cadell to come get him, but that means we’d have to letCadellinto our inner sanctum and I don’t want that.That man is not getting near our house.Period.”
Well, that one didn’t like Cadell very much, apparently.And they knew him and his brother from the sounds of it.And his sisters.Really well.Well enough to know where his sisters were tonight, anyway.He didn’t even know that—and Clancy, his youngest sister, was currently living with him.She’d told him she had plans but wouldn’t tell him what those plans were.
He was starting to put things together here, and the last thing he wanted was to open his eyes and face the reality.
Please don’t let it be them.Just not them.
“We can’t have that, can we?One Grady man here is bad enough,” the sexiest voice said next.“I don’t think I could handle both of them.”
Cold water dripped on his face.Cal forced his eyes open.No use putting off the inevitable.
And saw what he could definitely say was a nightmare surrounding him.Three utterly gorgeous red-headed, blue-eyed devil-women stared down at him—with six redheaded, blue-eyed little devil-girl urchins, including one baby, surrounding them.“This is hell.No doubt about it.I’ve died and gone to hell.Tylers—nothing but trouble.This has to be hell.”
How had he ended uphere?It didn’t make sense.
“He thed hell!He thed hell!”one child demon yelled, practically in his face.Thelisper.
The eldest of those Tylers frowned down at him from where she sat on the edge of the couch where he rested.Next thing he knew, a bowl of cold water was dipped right onto his face.Deliberately.
Sending her million devil sisters cackling.All of them.
Even the baby-version of her laughed with the others.
His eyes met extraordinary blue ones.Challenging ones.“Damn it, Augusta, did you have to do that?”
“Watch your language, Calloway.My little girls are listening.We don’tcursearound here.”
Augusta Tyler despised him.
