Her Four Mates
Four different ways of loving me, each perfect in its own way.
That evening, I was curled up in the sitting room with a book when the boys found me.
“Room for four more?” Marcus asked, though they were already arranging themselves around me.
“Always.”
Darius settled behind me on the couch, pulling me back against his chest. Kael claimed the armrest beside me, his hand automatically finding my hair to play with. Marcus took the other end of the couch, my feet in his lap as his hands began massaging away the day’s tension. Zane positioned himself on the floor, leaning back against my legs.
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