Steal the Night by Lexi Blake Page B

throat. He walked with the supreme confidence of a man who knew he looked damn good and the people he loved were going to approve. I also knew what his errand had been.
    “Thank god, you cut your hair,” Daniel said with a sigh of relief.
    “You cut your hair.” I couldn’t help but pout a little because I really liked his long, thick hair. I liked getting tangled up in it and brushing it for him. Though I had to admit the current long, sort-of-spiky look suited him perfectly. It was the type of style that seemed messy but actually had taken a lot of work to get just right.
    “Harry told me to and since I am now the good son, I chose to honor his request,” Dev said with a satisfied smile.
    Daniel shook his head. He’d talked to Dad earlier in the evening and seemed relieved that he finally knew what was going on. I never realized how hard it was for Daniel to keep secrets from his father-in-law.
    Daniel walked up to Dev and inspected him, walking around to see it from every angle. He reached up and his hand found the back of Dev’s head, running his fingers through the thick hair there. He playfully tugged at it. “See. That’s perfect. It’s just long enough I can pull it and get you in the right position to take a bite.”
    Dev grinned at me, and I was sure he liked the look on my face. I greatly enjoyed it when the boys teased me. “That was my plan, Dan. I know how important having a firm grip is to you.”
    I wasn’t the only one interested in the boys’ little flirtation. The crowd on a Saturday night on Greenville isn’t the most conservative group. They were young and decadent and a whole lot of them weren’t anything close to straight. Men and women alike watched my husbands with covetous eyes. I couldn’t blame them. I often drooled when they walked into a room.
    They were two opposite visions of hot masculinity. Daniel was big and broad, with thick golden hair that was perfectly overgrown. His eyes were a deep blue and I loved the way his cheeks dimpled when he smiled. He looked dangerous in jeans, a T-shirt, and a leather jacket. He wasn’t a guy you messed with.
    Dev was the modern man. He was unashamedly metro and put a great deal of thought into his clothes. His hair was so black, in the right light you could catch a hint of blue. His eyes were emerald green and he had the most beautiful face I’d ever seen on a man. He was slightly taller than Daniel but his build was smaller. He was built more along the lines of a swimmer or a surfer, where Daniel looked like he could take on the Cowboys offensive line and win. What am I saying? He would definitely win.
    “Now I won’t mistake you for our wife when I’m drunk off my ass.” Daniel smiled at his partner.
    “Yes, I don’t have boobs, Dan,” Dev pointed out seriously. Something caught his eye and his face lit up. “Oh my, their condoms have flavors.”
    “Oh, no.” Daniel groaned and put an arm around Dev’s waist to drag him away. “Don’t let the fertility god into the sex shop, Z. We’ll lose him. He’ll never come back out.”
    Dev laughed as he allowed Daniel to playfully drag him away. He put out his arms like he wanted to embrace the store. “But Daniel, they have toys. We need toys to get our wife hot.”
    No, they didn’t. They just needed to do exactly what they were doing because I was getting plenty hot and already wondering how long this whole demonic call was going to take. I was ready to head back to the penthouse and play with my toys.
    “She’s hot enough as she is.” Daniel’s voice got low but not so quiet I couldn’t hear every word. “I think if I bit you right now, she might let us take her in the alley.”
    I sighed at the thought.
    “Perv,” Daniel said affectionately, releasing our fertility god and kissing me firmly.
    “Hey, I want in on that.” Dev growled and stole a kiss, too.
    “You got in on that last night,” Danny teased. “I’m not drinking anymore. I miss out on all the fun. And