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state!
    Sebastian was still young enough to have an amazing
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    metabolism, and he’d spent two days moving shit from Davis to Ophir—he was ready for round two.
    He had just gathered it all into his arms—stacked up on
    the pizza box with the carton of milk in his other hand—
    when a terrible beast wielding a baseball bat came roaring out of the night and scared him shitless.
    “ Auuurrrrggghhhhh !” screamed the naked giant with the baseball bat, and “ Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh !” shrieked Sebastian, dropping his midnight snack on the floor, and then Sebastian got a good look at the terrifying man
    swinging the Louisville slugger like a drumstick and said,
    “Asa?” and Asa stayed in his crouch, trapping Sebastian
    against the refrigerator, and said, “Who the fuck are you?”
    “The guy who almost shit his pants,” Sebastian
    sputtered, trying not to sit down on the refrigerator shelf from sheer relief. For one thing, he didn’t think it would hold him. “Good God—you really are Bella’s brother, aren’t you?”
    Asa Bryne straightened up to his full six and a half feet, pushed back a wet, tangled mass of yellow-brown hair that looked like it might actually go to his waist, and blew out a breath.
    “You’re Bella’s friend from school. Shit. Jesus fucking
    Humphrey bastard Christmas. I’m fucking sorry—I was
    changing out at the pool and I saw the light and had a
    fucking panic attack.” Asa eyed the scattered pieces of
    midnight snack at his feet and suddenly dropped to his
    knees and started to pick it up, shoving it into Sebastian’s bemused hands. “Here. Here—you put this on the table, and I’ll go get some fucking towels for the fucking milk.”
    Asa stalked off, leaving Sebastian to finish picking up
    the remains of his snack and set it up on the table—which Bewitched by Bella’s Brother | Amy Lan e
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    he did promptly, when he was done gazing at Asa’s fine,
    muscular, pale ass as he disappeared in the direction of the washroom.
    Stop drooling at the straight man, Sebastian. You don’t want to fuck up a perfectly good situation here. But it was no good—Asa returned, wearing a pair of cut-offs, and
    Sebastian’s brain went on slide-show freeze frame, with the best parts of Bella’s brother highlighted in softly glowing moonlight. Brown-blond hair—wet now, but falling from a
    jagged part at the top of his head and framing his face like that was where it went when he normally let it. Ocean blue eyes—Bella’s blue eyes, faintly crossed over a bold, Roman nose, with a high, expressive brow and a lantern jaw. He was probably in his late thirties, and he had just enough lines around his eyes and mouth to make him interesting and not just… just… mmmmmm damn!
    Sebastian had always thought of himself as pretty, but
    this man—this man was beautiful. He had a face that should have been carved into stone, one that could be memorialized in marble as a general or a king or an emperor.
    Or just as a wood-erecting panty-wetter with a mouth
    that could peel the paint off a steel girder. Sebastian
    wouldn’t forget that impressive oath he’d muttered when he realized there wasn’t an intruder in the house. Ohmigod—
    the guy really was Bella’s brother.
    By the time he realized he’d been gaping at Asa as he
    got on his hands and knees and cleaned up the spilled milk, Sebastian had an erection he couldn’t hide and a burning need to babble like a complete moron.
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    and the table. “Bella and I just really enjoyed the pizza, you know, and I was starving and I didn’t know anyone was
    home and… omigod! Do you think we woke your kid? Bella
    was really looking forward to seeing Jordan. I hope we didn’t just totally freak him out because that would suck, and
    she’d