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    “How is this possible?”
    “Anyone want a juicy steak with potatoes and a small salad?” Mark asked, peering into the refrigerator while he held the champagne bottle.
    “That sounds good to me,” James said, then met her eyes. “Hungry?”
    ‘Starving’ accurately described her, but the word got lost somewhere between her head and her parted lips. Staring blindly at him, her mind attempted to piece the puzzle together, but none of the pieces fit. Her cabinets had been bare earlier, and now they were jam packed with food items. What the fuck?
    “I need to sit down,” she said as she walked out of the kitchen.
    She sat at the end of the sofa, bent over her knees and with her face in her hands. The thumping in her head had returned.
    “Here.”
    Val looked up and found James holding two glasses of champagne. He handed one to her.
    “Thanks.” She took the drink and swallowed a big gulp.
    “Easy.”
    Bubbles flowing down her throat tingled within her. She considered imbibing the entire glass to clear her thoughts. Who are these strange guys?
    James sat on the coffee table across from her. “I’m sure this is difficult for you to believe.”
    She chuckled, and poured more liquor into her mouth.
    “You’ve had a rough time lately. All of it can change.” He lifted his glass in a toast then took a sip.
    Her day had been nothing but horrific. She’d lost everything. Instead of lounging with two gorgeous men, she should be working on her résumé. But she glanced at his chest then quickly decided she’d rather soak in the view of him than a computer screen.
    “I don’t understand any of this.” She leant forwards and set her empty glass beside his on the coffee table.
    James gently grabbed her arm as she backed away. He slid his fingers down and into her palm where they stayed. The soft touch sent a delightful chill shooting up her arm.
    “We’re here for you, Valerie. We’re here to make your life better, however you wish it.”
    His kind smile and glittering eyes stirred heat within her. I'm dreaming. I must be. Two gorgeous hunks want to please me. There’s no way I’m walking away from such an offer. Oh, no, no, no.
    But this wasn’t a dream. It couldn’t be since he had touched her.
    “How can you help make my life better?”
    He lifted her hand and pressed his lips to the back of it. “All you have to do is wish it.”
    “You mean, make a wish?”
    “Yes.” He rubbed his thumb over her fingers. “You have two left.”
    Her heart revved while the need between her legs intensified. His tender touch and seductive gaze overpowered her. Then her mind snapped to reality.
    “Two wishes? What are you, some kind of genie?”
    Mark walked into the room with the champagne bottle. He stopped behind James and filled her empty glass. “Think of us as your personal helpers.”
    “But remember, you only have two wishes left,” James added.
    Too unreal. How could genies exist? Maybe I should visit the nut house after all.
    “Where did you come from?”
    A loud pop came from the kitchen. A meaty aroma floated into the living room and smelt fantastic. Her stomach gurgled and her mouth watered. Mark set the bottle down, then rushed back to the kitchen, leaving her alone with James.
    “It’s difficult to explain, so I’ll put this in simple terms,” James said, then turned her palm up. He traced along the lines. “We’re ancient spirits. A long time ago, our council leader placed a curse on us. We travel through time and help those that…need help. But we can only grant three wishes. Our home varies, based on the time period and what appeals to modern men and women.”
    The tickling sensation in her hand made it difficult for her to concentrate. Or it could’ve been the champagne.
    “Earlier, you said I found you…”
    “Yes.” He trailed his finger along her vein, up her wrist and along her forearm. “In a way, we are drawn to you, or rather, the person in need. But it is up to that