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“Yes, beauty. We know.” I try not to grin at her for fear of flashing my beastly fangs and scaring her away.

“How?” She looks up at me, startled.

“Poppy, you’re the woman we’re going to breed tonight.”

CHAPTER 4

Poppy

What the heck did he just say?

Maybe I hit my head during the collision after all. “Excuse me?”

“We’re Gunner’s friends. I’m Carter, the guy you stitched up is Aiden, and he’s Knox.” Carter points each of them out. “The men who invited you to Club Sin. You know, the ones you have an arrangement with. Which includes us taking your virginity and filling you full of our come in the hopes that you’ll have our child?”

“Oh.” The dang contract.

Okay, fine. Fitch was right. I should have read it.

But maybe I didn’t want to be dissuaded from taking this wild leap.

Now it’s even worse.

Because I’ve met my three billionaires, and I’d be willing to let them do just about anything they want in exchange for taking my V-card.

They’re magnetizing. Mesmerizing.

And it has nothing to do with the money Gunner made it clear they have to lavish on an inexperienced nursing student who’s willing to be theirs for a weekend.

Aiden saved me. Put himself in danger to protect me.

So what If I touched him slightly more than was strictly necessary for healing?

His hair is thick and silky, and his scruff the perfect amount of scratchy on my knuckles.

Besides, the curses Knox uttered under his breath when he thought I couldn’t hear and the intensity of Carter’s stare on my underwear as I tended to his partner were nearly as intoxicating as the skin-on-skin contact with Aiden.

Now it makes perfect sense why.

They’re already lovers. And we were about to be.

Except…as much as I want to let them take me, I can’t do that.

Not if they’re expecting a baby out of the deal. That’s outrageous. Insane.

Too impulsive, even for me.

“Your stuff is here. You’re here.” Knox waves to the gorgeous condo. “You might as well settle in and make yourself comfortable.”

“That’s not part of the agreement.” Carter glares at Knox. “She’s not staying with us.”

He’s right. I’m not.

I snatch the handle of my suitcase and drag it closer to the door.

“Let me help with that,” Aiden offers.

I shake my head. “I can do it myself.”