“Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine. “You’re not dead.”“No,” I said. “Though we’re trying awfully hard.”

“It's not all of a sudden," he said, his eyes locked on mine. "It's always.”

“It must be cool, having a twin, though.”“Ah, not sure if cool is the right word.” He flashed a grin. “But we’re not twins.”Out in the crowded hallway, Bethany frowned. “You’re not? Could’ve fooled me and the world.”His laugh was husky, deep, and really nice to hear. “We’re triplets.”Her eyes popped wide. “Holy crap, there’re three of you?”“We have a sister.” He walked close to her, so their shoulders bumped every few steps. She found that deliciously distracting. “She’s fraternal and a lot prettier than us.”

“I move my hips in rhythm with his. He grabs my hands in his and laces his fingers with mine, while his hooded sex eyes lock onto mine.”

“I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re evil.”In response, Noah smiled, and raised his finger to gently tap the tip of my nose.“And you’re mine,” he said, then walked away.”

“I think you’re my hero,' she said. Only half-kidding.He stared at her, the picture of incredulity. 'Most people,' he said, 'think I am a very bad man.'She studied his eyes to try to find out if that bothered him. He didn’t seem bothered by them. He seemed discomfited by her. 'Well,' she said at last, 'maybe you’re a very good dragon.”