“Once you’re accepted into the family, it’s for life,” Beau told her.
“Accepted into the family?” she cried, throwing her hands in the air. “You realize you sound like the mafia, right? And how did I get accepted in when I did not consent?
“Oh, you don’t have to consent,” Raid told her.
“Yeah, where’d you get an idea like that from?” Beau asked with a grin. “If you got to consent, we’d never have anyone join the family.”
“So you’re saying that all of your wives didn’t consent?” she asked with exasperation.
They were so full of crap.
The three of them just grinned.
Wow, that packed a punch.
If they were free and she was a different woman . . . one who wouldn’t taint them . . . well . . . she might have melted in the face of all that sexy gorgeousness.
But she was made of tougher stuff than that.
She hoped.
“If you don’t stop staring at them,” Renard told her quietly, “then I’m gonna have to start messing up some faces.”
Oops.
She turned to give him a haughty look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He grunted.
“She thinks we’re cute,” Beau said.
“Well, of course she does,” Raid added. “She’s got eyes.”
“Guys,” Tanner said in a low voice. “Be serious for a moment. Opal, do you think someone broke that light on purpose?”
“Why would anyone do that?” she countered, trying to hide her unease.
“That isn’t really an answer,” Tanner told her.
“There’s no reason that someone would break the light so I don’t think that’s what happened. Everyone is acting like it’s a bigger deal than it really is. Okay? I’m fine.”
“Well, how come you asked Renard for help and not us?” Tanner asked.
“I didn’t ask him to do anything,” she said with exasperation. “The damn man doesn’t listen to a word I say. He just turns up and does what he likes. I had no say.”
“Really,” Raid drawled.
Beau shook his head. “Not sure I approve of this. Sounds suspicious to me.”
“No more suspicious than a woman wanting to marry not just you but your twin brother,” Renard replied.
“Ugh, she only really wanted me. Who would want Maddox? She just felt sorry for him.”
Dear Lord.
They were impossible. All of them.
“You know that being a Malone means that you have to get approval for anyone you want to date, right?” Raid told Opal.