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amazement. "Crap, I didn't think of that."

"Idiot," Drina chided, rolling her eyes. "Honestly! I was joking. I wouldn't have wanted that any more than you wanted my ge ng injured to occur. This wasn't your fault. And we're all fine. That's the important thing."

A small smile tugged at his lips, and Harper suddenly leaned forward to kiss her. Afraid her breath was less than pleasant at the moment, Drina froze, but if it was bad, Harper didn't seem to care. When he deepened the kiss, she sighed and allowed him to ease her back on the bed.

"Geez, guys, really? Right there in the bed beside me?"

That husky growl from Stephanie made them both s ffen, and then Harper straightened, bringing Drina upright with him again. They turned to peer at the girl together.

"How are you feeling?" Drina asked quietly, as Harper released her.

"Thirsty," Stephanie said on a sigh, sitting up as well and rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"Blood thirsty or water thirsty?" Drina asked at once.

Stephanie hesitated, and then sighed and admitted, "Maybe both."

Harper immediately stood to return to the cooler and brought back a bag for the girl, only to pause. "We don't have straws. Mirabeau was just stabbing the bag and letting it pour down your throat."

Stephanie immediately pped her head back and opened her mouth, apparently willing to go that route to get what she needed. When Harper hesitated, Drina realized what the problem was and stood to take the bag from him. He had no nails. She did. She posi oned the bag over Stephanie's mouth and quickly stabbed the bag, then squeezed to force the liquid out more quickly as the teenager swallowed over and over.

"More?" Drina asked when it was empty. When Stephanie paused to consider, but then shook her head, Drina tossed the bag in a garbage pail that had been posi oned between the two beds, picked up a second glass of water from the bedside table, and offered it to her.

"That was some crash," Stephanie muttered as she accepted the glass.

"The brake lines were cut," Drina said quietly as Stephanie took a drink.

"Nice," the girl said dryly, and glanced to Harper. "So who have you pissed off besides Drina?"

"He didn't piss me off," Drina said at once, and when Stephanie snorted, added, "Well, perhaps I was a bit frustrated a er we returned from Toronto when he seemed to be avoiding me, but I wasn't pissed off

. . . much."

Harper chuckled and slid his arm around her. "Well, don't worry. I've come to my senses. I won't be dragging my feet or avoiding you from now on, so you won't be pissed off or frustrated again." He smiled wryly, and added, "At least not about that."

"So you're ready to accept her as a life mate?" Stephanie asked with a grin.

"Do I have a choice?" he asked dryly. "She just is."

"Hey! You're blessed to be my life mate," Drina snapped, punching him in the stomach for the crack, and with more than just a teasing force behind it.

Harper winced and shook his head. "I don't know. A life me of your fiery Spanish temperament? I think it's more a curse than a blessing."

"Don't listen to him, Dree," Stephanie said with amusement. "He's just winding you up. It used to bother him that Jenny was such a cold fish. He likes your passion."

"Really?" Drina asked with interest, but her eyes were on Harper, no ng the way his eyes had widened with surprise, as if he'd just realized the truth of those words himself.

"Oh, good, you're up."

Drina glanced over her shoulder to see Mirabeau entering the room.

"How are you two doing? Do you need more blood?" Mirabeau asked.

"I think we're good at the moment," Drina answered for both herself and Stephanie.

"How about food then?" Mirabeau asked. "Alessandro and Leonora brought a big batch of spaghe and a bunch of garlic bread for everyone, and we're going to eat before we start Tiny's turn."

"Is there Parmesan cheese?" Stephanie asked.

"Freshly grated," Mirabeau assured her.

"Yum." Stephanie was off the bed at once and hurrying for the door.

Smiling wryly, Drina started to follow, but slowed, her smile widening when Harper caught her hand in his. It seemed he'd meant what he'd said. He'd come to his senses and wasn't going to fight their being life mates.

Drina paused at the head of the bed in Mirabeau and Tiny's room, and then glanced around to watch the rest of the crew file in. There was Mirabeau and Tiny of