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of an oddity to you dragons.”
    This is what he got for staying out of the loop for so long. Luc had no idea what they were talking about. How could he have known he would suddenly take interest in life the day before he planned to put himself into the death sleep?
    He glanced at the woman who had finally awakened his senses. Could she be his mate? Inhaling deeply, he drew her delicious scent into his lungs.
    She could be.
    Luc clenched his teeth, determined to ignore that other part of him. He would never know. Not now. He would rather die believing he’d finally found her, than end his life knowing the fates, or gods, cared so little for the life given back to him that they refused to provide him with a mate.
    “Rose is my sister.” Iris visibly bristled. “She didn’t kill my parents. She thinks she killed them. Big difference. Rose has a...” She bit her lip. “A kind of pyrotechnic power.”
    “Pyrotechnic?”
    “Yeah.” Iris nodded. “She tends to blow things up.”
    Luc stared at the woman in front of him. Now he knew he had to get her to spend the rest of the night with him. He was certain there was a story there and now, he was dying to hear it.
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    Iris pushed away from the table, stood and then turned toward her sister. “I think it’s settled. I’ll go with Luc and you two have a good night by yourselves. Get your ants out of your pants tonight, because I have no idea when another opportunity like this is going to come along.”
    Finally! A reason to get out of that house. If I have to watch Tansy flirt and giggle for another minute, I’ll pull my hair out.
    She glanced at Luc who sat staring at her. His attention made her uncomfortable. Of course, she hoped he was the one for her. Usually, dragons didn’t hang around women who weren’t their mates. However, she was uncertain if he invited her because he wanted her, or as a favor to Tony. It could go either way.
    Centuries of living alone made them recluses, outsiders, even amongst their own kind. It also tended to put them off people, in general, and women were no exception. As a matter of fact, they probably avoided women more.
    From what Iris gathered, dragons lost interest in the opposite sex after a few hundred years. She couldn’t say she blamed them. Just the last couple of years of being paraded around her brothers-in-law’s friends had almost been enough to put her off men. Maybe this night on her own would help bring things back into perspective.
    She glanced at Luc who stood and held out his hand. It was a capable-looking hand, the palm large and square with long, strong-looking fingers. It looked like a hand that could hold hers through anything. She widened her eyes at his clean, manicured nails and wondered if other dragons kept themselves so meticulously groomed.
    From his perfect hair and sparkling silver eyes, down over his immaculate navy suit, to his shining designer shoes, the man appeared as though he’d just stepped off the cover of a men’s fashion magazine. Could she really spend the rest of her life with someone so darned perfect? Did she want to?
    Yes, dammit. She was tired of being the fifth wheel and if living with someone as perfect as Jean Luc d’Argent was what she had to do to avoid it, she would do it with style.
    Slowly, Iris placed her hand in his. A shiver of awareness shot up her spine when his strong fingers closed over hers and he gently pulled her to her feet. She moved in front of him with the sensation of being cared for when he helped her with her coat.
    “Thank you for joining me. Another lonely night had no appeal.” Luc slid her coat up over her shoulders and adjusted the collar. His fingers brushed the side of her neck, giving her goose bumps. They had chemistry. That much was certain.
    “Thank you.” Turning, Iris’s gaze slid up to his silver-gray eyes and her legs went weak.
    If Luc d’ Argent wasn’t the dragon destined as her mate, the disappointment might make