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look at her. His hazel eyes were flat and cold. “Vows you broke in that kitchen with me.”
    Kat flinched but held her ground. “You didn’t seem to mind a few minutes ago.”
    He leaned down until his face eclipsed everything. “I minded.”
    She lifted her chin, determined not to back down even though a flutter of fear stirred in her belly. “You didn’t act like it.”
    “No?” He grabbed her chin and forced her head at such an angle that she couldn’t look away from him. Kat’s heart raced behind her ribs, sped up by a combination of anxiety and interest. Hunter’s lips thinned. “You think I don’t mind that Liam offered you up like something he owned? I fucking minded. And I fucking hate that I took you anyway.”
    “Hunter,” she whispered. The pain and anger scraped over her, leaving her raw. What had they done?
    He stiffened, every muscle locking down. Apprehension spiked through her at the sudden flare of emotion that turned his eyes stormy gray-green. She froze against the door, hardly daring to breathe.
    He released her as if burned by her skin and braced his hands on either side of her head.
    Only then did she see Liam. He’d moved up behind Hunter, close enough that any movement would press Hunter’s back into Liam’s chest.
    After a minute of tense silence, Kat lifted her arms from the door and rested her hands against the lapels of his overcoat. “I missed you. You didn’t have to leave. You could have stayed with us.”
    “And done what? Watched you climb into Liam’s bed over and over again?”
    “You could have joined us. I— we —wanted you just as much as we wanted each other. I thought the three of us would be together for...” Her breath hitched and she stopped herself before saying “forever,” which she worried would only insult him now. “For a long time. Stay now. Please.”
    “What do you want from me?” Hunter straightened, his back coming flush against Liam. “I thought I could do this, but I can’t.”
    “Do what?” Liam slid his hands over Hunter’s shoulders, his fingers curling to rest an inch from Kat’s.
    Hunter stared at her but spoke to Liam. “This. I always wanted more. I need more.”
    Liam crowded against him, his lips a breath from Hunter’s ear. Hunter’s chest rose and fell in fast, uneven breaths. Suddenly Kat knew what Liam was trying to do. Oh , God . The risk was enormous. If Liam failed, Hunter would never forgive him. Them.
    “How much more do you need, Hunter?” Liam’s voice was low, enticing. It was the voice that never failed to melt her insides. Even now, when the seduction wasn’t directed at her, she felt the renewed throb between her legs.
    Emotions flashed in Hunter’s eyes, thawing the terrifying cold. She got so caught up in trying to read him that she didn’t realize he was moving until his fingers dug into her biceps. With a low snarl and a curse, Hunter hauled her off her feet and dragged her up against his chest. His lips crushed hers, channeling all of his conflicted emotions into the kiss. She stiffened and automatically tried to shove his tongue from her mouth with her own. Hunter had the advantage of strength and fury. Despite her panicked bid for space, he overpowered her.
    Caught up in the wave of furious passion that rolled off him, Kat wrapped her legs around his waist. Her feet bumped Liam, who leaned in, shifting his arms to slide around Hunter’s waist.
    Hunter ignored Liam. Dropping his hands to her ass, he gripped each cheek with punishing strength. Her weight settled against his groin and his cock lodged between her legs, restrained by denim but no less insistent for the barrier. At some point she’d stopped resisting and begun to welcome his kiss. Hunger overcame her as if he hadn’t just filled her moments earlier.
    It was a mutual hunger. He ate at her mouth like a man starved, and rubbed her spread pussy against the fly of his jeans. The rough abrasion struck a whole bundle of nerves and she