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before, those that didn’t approve of the way they chose to love, but he would have never imagined she would be one of them. He studied her expression and could see no contempt in her eyes, but she was obviously distressed at the revelation. “You disapprove.” Matt finally said, the playfulness in his eyes replaced with a frigid coldness.
    “Oh . God, no!” She jerked her gaze up to meet Matt’s and then darted a glance at Mason. “It’s just a surprise. I’ve never heard of the type of relationship you described.”
    Matt studied her as she spoke. She glanced up to see suspicion in his eyes that hadn’t been there before and she wondered what she had done to cause it. “I’m sorry i f I gave you that impression. I didn’t mean to imply that I thought there was anything wrong with it.”
    Mason’s lips curved up into a soft smile and he reached for her hand again. “While it’s a familiar way of life for us, it’s not a common situation. We’ve all had to deal with those that were less…accepting. We wanted you to know.”
    They thought she was judging them? “Mason, I’m no one to judge how anyone else should live their life. I…I’ll be honest,” she paused and fiddled with the napkin in her lap, her inner psychologist doing back flips at the thought of delving into this one. “That is…I don’t want to seem nosey, but truthfully, I’m fascinated. I have about a hundred questions I’d love to ask you both about how that family dynamic works, but no one’s opinion matters as long as it works.”
    Beside her, Matt let out a reliev ed breath and took her other hand back into his own. “I’m sorry, Claira. When I saw your reaction I thought…”
    “No! That’s not what I have a problem with. I mean…” She lowered her gaze back down to her hands in theirs and felt her womb tighten and her nipples pebble beneath her shirt. Mason caressed gentle circles in her palm with his thumb and she closed her eyes as she tried to remember what she was saying. Oh, yeah. That I can’t think when they touch me like this.
    “Oh,” Matt chuckled and her eyes flashed opened to see a haughty grin plastered across his face. Oh my Lord, what have I gotten myself into?

Ch apter Six
     
    Please, please, please let me not have said that out loud!
    Wit h one of his hands laced with hers, Mason’s other arm came to rest on the back of her chair. He rubbed small circles at the base of her neck, fiddling idly with strands of her hair. Claira felt her shoulders relax, only to tense up again as Matt leaned toward her. Her eyes fluttered closed and she could feel his hot breath brush across her lips. Mason’s fingers slid up her neck, gently caressing as they progressed to the base of her skull, sending a rush of chills down her arms, a flood of moisture between her thighs. Causing her lungs to short circuited and refuse to release her last breath.
    “I have that same problem when I’m with you.” Matt’s voice vibrated over her skin and his lips feathered over hers so lightly it t ickled. He teased her with tiny nips and caressing glances of his lips on hers.
    Claira swallowed as she fought against the need to lick her lips. The dire need to breathe began to burn in her chest and, God help her, she wanted to taste him. “Wha…what problem is that?” She finally asked on a long sigh, her lungs clawing at the inside of her chest for her next breath.
    She could feel Matt’s grin against her lips. His breaths came in short, rapid puffs as his tongue lightly traced her bottom lip with barely there touches. “I can’t seem to keep my thoughts in my head either, when I’m around you.”
    His hand came to rest on her cheek, the sudden touch startling her into a gasp. Matt captured the sound and took her mouth with his own, ever so gently prodding her to open to him.
    Claira let out a whimpering sigh when his hot tongue slid past her lips and caressed the tip of her tongue. A fire ignited in her womb sending