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Panther shifters and Italian. Savannah Salander couldnâ€™t think of anything more dangerous than a combination of the two. She saw three of them unloading their luggage from their boat. They were triplets and, at six feet five, they were fine male specimens, with perfectly built bodies, broad chests, tanned complexions, raven hair and ruggedly handsome facesâ€”the brothers were every womanâ€™s dirty fantasy. Any one of them would make a perfect soulerâ€”dragonâ€™s mateâ€”on his own. But there were three of them. She smelt trouble already. Big time.
A cool breeze surged past her, teasing her long hair that sheâ€™d tied into a ponytail. The weather was seventy degrees, though she was feeling a little bit cool as she climbed down from her Hummer and out to the deck. Only the one boat was docked today in Atlantica Bayâ€™s marina, and it was carrying the triplets from St Croix.
She caught the gaze of one of them and immediately the air thinned around her. Her heartbeat started to accelerate and her pussy clenched. The man fixed his stare on her. Hypnotic. Predatory. A true hunter. He possessed a pair of hazel eyes that burned like molten bronze. His silky black hair draped over his shoulders and his intricate tribal tattoo peeked under his short-sleeved T-shirt. A wicked smile curled at the corners of his lips when Savannah approached him.
Wow. Just wow.
She cleared her throat. "Are you guys the Cattaneos?"
"That would be correct, pretty lady," he answered. His speech was almost without trace of accent, and he sounded highly cultured. His voice was deep, seductively throatyâ€”a signature macho male voice like sheâ€™d heard on commercials. "And you are?"
"Savannah Salander. Iâ€™ll be your guide on your hike tomorrow. Welcome to Atlantica Bay." She stuck out her hand and he shook enthusiastically.
He didnâ€™t release her hand. He fixed his eyes on her, feasting from her head to her toes as if he couldnâ€™t decide what he would do with her first. It didnâ€™t take a genius to figure it outâ€”Savannah knew he was imagining dirty things about her. She tried to pull her hand away politely, but he wouldnâ€™t let her go. His grip was firm.
"My nameâ€™s Diego. Itâ€™s very nice to meet you, Savvie. May I call you Savvie?" He looked over his shoulder and called his brothers. "Eli. Zach. Come meet our guide."
One of the other triplets looked at her and dropped what he was doing, a naughty grin plastered across his face. His eyes were glued to her as he stalked over. Like Diego, he also had a pair of luminous hazel eyes. But he wasnâ€™t a hunter. Beneath his lush lashes, his eyes told her he was a seducer. Savannah knew his type all too wellâ€”she had dated a few like him in the past.
"Well, well." He dusted the dirt off his hands before seizing Savannahâ€™s from Diego and shaking it. "This is our guide?" he asked his brother, without tearing his stare from her.
Diego winked. "The sweet Savannah Salander. Savvie, this is my brother Zachary."
"Perfect," Zach declared. "I can already tell weâ€™re going to have an interesting weekend. Are you married?"
"I donâ€™t see if that is any of yourâ€”"
"Zach!" Diego chastised his brother. "Be nice." He turned to her. "Girlfriend?"
Savannah yanked her hand from Zachâ€™s grip. "Yes. And sheâ€™s three months pregnant with our baby."
The grin on Zachâ€™s face vanished in an instant. Savannah wanted to laugh, but she was able to keep her face straight. Diego didnâ€™t believe herâ€”he looked straight into her eyes as if he could tell she was fibbing. Damn. Sheâ€™d thought she had an award-winning poker face.
The other triplet came by. He was dressed in a white T-shirt with dark chinos and steel-toed boots. His hair was close-cropped and his skin was slightly more tanned than his brothersâ€™. The muscles bulging under his tee showed that he took care of himself wellâ€”he might even be into body building.
"Hello." He nodded at her. "Iâ€™m Elijah. Itâ€™s a pleasure to meet you, Ms Salander. I believe weâ€™ve talked on the phone before? When I made the reservation?"
Savannah rememberedâ€”theyâ€™d had a pleasant conversation. "I believe we have. Itâ€™s a pleasure too, to finally meet you in person."