"Kenyon, Sherrilyn - Dark-Hunter 05 - Night Embrace" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kenyon Sherrilyn)

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Not to mention, he'd borrowed three hundred dollars from her the day before she'd kicked him out. Although, all things considered, it was worth the three hundred dollars to he rid of him.
"He seems (o be." She patted her bag with Talon's clothes. "Well, I need to be getting back to him-"
"Sunshine!" Selena snapped. "Tell me you didn't."
"Didn't what?"
"Leave him in your loft unattended."
"It's okay. He's safe."
Selena groaned. "Woman, that generous heart of yours gets you into more trouble. Do you know this guy at all?"
Sunshine took a deep breath. She was so tired of everyone lecturing her. "I'll see you later, Madame Selene." She rushed back down the street toward her car with Selena fussing at her the whole way.
Ugh! Why couldn't anyone ever trust her? She wasn't a two-year-old. And being absentminded didn't equate to stupidity. If her kindness killed her, then she was better off dead than living a cold, unfeeling life where she misered up all her feelings and possessions.
Besides, Talon wasn't like other men. She knew it. He seemed to have a lot more heart than most men she'd known.
He was electrifying. Dangerous. Mysterious.
Best of all, he was waiting naked in her loft.
Getting into her car, she headed home.
It didn't take long to reach her father's club and pull around to the back where she always parked. Sunshine frowned as she saw a huge black Harley motorcycle parked beside a black Lamborghini.
Talon's friends?
Hmm, maybe Wayne was right. Maybe Talon was a drug dealer.
Not quite so sure of him, she got out of her car and used the back door that opened into the empty club.
She rushed up the steel-and-concrete stairs to her loft. Pushing open the door, she froze as she caught sight of

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three men, all of whose testosterone levels were off the Richter scale. They were absolutely devastating.
Whoa, she needed a sketchbook. Pronto.
Talon was dressed in black leather pants and a tight T-shirt that hugged every crevice of his deadly male perfection.
He stood talking to the two men in her kitchen-two incredibly handsome men. Men who were dressed like professionals and not out-of-work bikers.
How wonderfully refreshing.
"Hi, Sunshine," Talon greeted her. "These are my friends."
The one who was Talon's height held his hand out to her. "Kyrian Hunter," he said in an enchanting accent that was nothing like Talon's.
Sunshine shook his strong, callused hand as she recognized the name. "So you're Selena's brother-in-law. She talks about you and Amanda all the time."
Kyrian was slightly leaner than Talon, with laughing green eyes and an easy smile. His blond hair was a shade darker than Talon's and cut in a very hip style. "I think I should be afraid of what she says about me. Knowing her, there's no telling."
Sunshine smiled. "It's all good, I promise you."
"This is Dr. Mian Alexander," Talon said, introducing the other man, who wore a navy sweater and khakis.
"Nice meeting you," Julian said, extending his hand.
Sunshine responded in kind. Julian was about two inches shorter than the other two and yet his aura was every bit as strong and powerful. His eyes were a gorgeous blue and his hair the same shade as Kyrian's. He was also the most subdued of the three of them, but his eyes were no less friendly.
"Doctor?" she asked.
"I teach Classics at Loyola."
"Oh. Do you know Selena Laurens too?"
Julian nodded. "Very well. She's best friends with my wife."

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"Grace?" Sunshine said. "You're married to Grade?"
Recognition hit them at the same time.
"Thai was you?" she asked, stepping around to view him from behind. Oh yeah, now that she remembered. "You're Mr. Hot Bottom!"
His lace went Hush with embarrassment.
"Hot Bottom?" Talon asked. "This I've got to hear."
"Oh yeah," Kyrian added.
"We need to be going," Julian said, pushing Kyrian toward the door.
"Oh, like hell," Kyrian said. "Not until I hear this."