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make her reappearance. All three men turned around again as her door opened and she came back out. She looked perfect to Knox. Kissably, suckably, fuckably perfect.
    Drake visibly drew himself up and walked over to her, cupping her face in his hands. She stood stock-still, obviously uncertain as to what Drake was up to. “You look exquisite, Mrs. Joyce. I’ll be very proud to show you off tonight.” Drake leaned over and kissed Remy’s forehead, her eyes fluttering closed then opening back up to stare at him incredulously. Drake dropped his hands to his sides and turned away from her, going to check once more on the case of weapons they’d be bringing with them, disguised as a gift box for the host in case anyone noticed. They’d have to be careful with that box, since it would be impossible to take inside. It would have to stay in the garden with the hidden brothers until they needed it.
    Knox understood the reason for Drake’s hasty departure. He could see the front of Drake’s tuxedo pants tenting from where he sported an enormous erection. Knox felt a twinge of sympathy for Drake since the poor guy really would have a hell of a time tonight. Knox shrugged mentally. Maybe things would get interesting if Drake tried to hump Remy’s leg before the end of the evening.
    His musing was cut short as he felt nimble fingers go to his neck, and when he looked down, Remy was standing in front of him, her luscious tits pressed almost to his chest.
    “You never were good at tying bow ties.” She undid the clumsy knot he’d fashioned and made quick work of tying it neatly. He’d almost reached for her when she took a step back to examine her handiwork but stopped himself at the last moment. She nodded, satisfied with his appearance, and turned her attention to his brothers. “Come on, boys, let’s have a look. It’s a tad difficult to pass you off as one another if you’re not really, really identical.”
    That was the crux of tonight’s plan. Only one triplet would be seen at any given time with Remy while the others were working in the office to finish the job. They could trade places as many times as necessary, and no one would know there were three identical men instead of whichever one was with Remy. They’d used the same strategy before with great success, and it was often the first one Drake would consider for jobs like this one. It carried less risk than other alternatives, and it ensured that so long as they hid the presence of the other two they’d always have the element of surprise on their side.
    Remy finished inspecting Joss and Drake, and after smoothing Joss’s hair and adjusting Drake’s cuff links, proclaimed they were ready.
    All four moved to the table beside the door, picking up the last-minute items they’d need. Each of them grabbed a pen that doubled as flashlight, screwdriver, and Taser.
    Knox took a last deep breath and felt the adrenaline kick in that always preceded a job. He smiled at Remy and adjusted a fold on her wrap, unable to resist the temptation of touching her one last time. He handed her purse to her and squared his shoulders, turning away. Go time.

Chapter 7
     
    Remy glanced around the ballroom, gauging the amount of alcohol consumed by the partygoers. It was around one in the morning, and while the party still raged around them, it was obvious most of the guests were tipsy. Some of them were beyond tipsy, Remy acknowledged, glancing at a pair of men who were snoring companionably on a settee at the side of the room.
    It was too bad this hadn’t been a real party designed for fun, Remy mused. Not that she hadn’t had fun with Drake. Despite his surliness, he’d been awesome tonight. He’d even asked her to dance a few times. She’d loved the dances they’d shared, the way his big hand had rested on the bare skin of her back, stroking softly. He’d been a perfect gentleman, guiding her with a hand at the small of her back and showing himself to be surprisingly light