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“Miphael?” I ask. My head is starting to spin. Never had so many people come to my house.

“Michael plus Raphael, Miphael,” Ramiel explains.

“I told everybody what happened,” Uri says simply. His eyes are a beautiful hazel color, but filled with coldness and ruthlessness. While his skin is the color of caramel. He reminds me of one of the Sirens from Greek mythology, just as alluring as it is deadly.

Two guys enter. The blond one smiles at me, his blue eyes welcoming.

“Oh, you must be Hunter! I’m Michael. Fan of your work, the investigation part,” he rambles excitedly. The other one keeps him close with an arm around his waist. He has a leather jacket and an I-don’t-give-a-fuck expression. His stride is confident, green eyes taking everythingin.

“I’m Raph, his husband.” He sounds bored, but he’s studying me like a bug under a microscope. It’s cute how Ramiel’s brothers think I’ll feel intimidated by them.

“Do you always have to specify you’re married?” Uri tsks.

“Yes, I fucking do!” Raph sits on the sofa armrest and pulls Michael between his legs.

Ramiel suddenly hisses as I apply the antibiotic ointment.

“What the fuck?” Uri utters, staring at Ramiel’s wince.

“You can feel,” Raph says, narrowing his eyes.

“Oh, right, I didn’t tell you guys. Hunter Bear here has a magical dick which gave me my sensory powers back.” My hand applying the cream halts at hearing Ramiel’s ridiculous explanation.

“For real?” Uri slides a knife out of his coat and starts twirling it deftly between his fingers. Is he really contemplating Ramiel’s words?

“Does that mean no more lame gloves?” Raph asks. I thought they were kind of cute, but I much prefer to feel Ramiel’s bare hands on me all the time.

“What are you talking about?” Michael looks confused.

Raph quickly explains to his husband about Ramiel’s past condition.

“Why didn’t Michael know about you?” I ask.

Ramiel is absently rubbing my belly again. “We didn’t grow up together. He came back into our lives just a few months back. It’s a long story. I’ll tell you later.”

Michael looks at me and then at Ramiel. “So, Hunter triggered something inside you at a mental and physical level that unlocked your senses. That’s incredible.”

Ramiel is smiling at me, the affection he feels exudes from him. I did that, didn’t I?

“I wish you’d told me about your condition, though.” Michael’s face has disappointment written all over it.

“I’m sorry. I just…it was nice pretending to be normal with someone who didn't know about it.” Ramiel sounds remorseful enough for Michael to nod at him in understanding.

“Normal.” Uri scoffs.

“Why the long face?” Raph suddenly asks Uri, breaking the heavy moment.

“You know why! Where the fuck did you put her?” he hisses.

“Whatever are you talking about?” Raph replies with an even voice and a bored stare.

“Sarah! Where is she?”

Who’s Sarah?

Reading my mind, Ramiel clarifies, “Sarah is one of Uri’s guns. He and Raph have this stupid stealing war going on. One takes something and hides it, and the other has to find it.” He rolls his eyes.

“It’s not stupid!” Uri protests.