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laughed as his brothers all leaned forward to watch him curiously from their barstools. Florence Nightingale, Connor’s nickname for Nurse Sparks, the gorgeous tanglehaired nurse who’d cared for him at the military hospital in Maryland. His brothers had all kidded him about her. Had joked with her every time she’d come to give him a sponge bath or change the dressings on his burns and wounds or administer his meds.
    “By the smile on his face he had to be thinking about her. Hell, if it had been me in that hospital bed and totally at her mercy, I’d have gotten that cute, sexy blonde nurse to—” A sharp elbow to Jake’s side from Ethan shut him up.
    “Don’t worry, bro, we have the cure for what ails you,” his youngest brother Lee said. The sound of his hand slapping against the bar in front of him caught his attention.
    A fancy midnight blue brochure with sharp pink words “Kidnap Fantasies Inc.” sat there.
    “What is it?”
    “Our Christmas gift to you, man,” Ethan said softly.
    He noticed his brothers were now silent, their faces serious.
    “We thought you would die from your injuries, man,” Lee said. His green eyes were intense, his voice thick with emotion.
    “Yeah, man. We thought we’d lost you over there.” Jake frowned and shoved a hand through his long brown hair.
    Christ! Did he detect tears in all their eyes?
    “C’mon. I wasn’t that bad.”
    “Ever the fucking modest one, aren’t you?” Jake shook his head. “They said you were dead twice on the operating table.”
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    “Do I look dead?” Connor chuckled.
    Fuck! He sure didn’t feel dead, especially with this swollen erection he’d been toting around since laying his ears and eyes on Nurse Tangle Sparks.
    “Enough of this mushy shit,” Lee continued. “We pooled together and got you a Christmas holiday sex-fest compliments of Kidnap Fantasies—it’s a top secret fantasy business.”
    Connor couldn’t help but chuckle. “So much for it being top secret if all you guys know about it.”
    “We’ve all taken a vow of secrecy. We trust you won’t blow the organization’s cover.” Lee grinned.
    “He wouldn’t dream of it.” Jake chuckled. “Especially when they make every man’s wildest fantasy come true.”
    Every man’s wildest fantasy come true? Hmm, he could think of quite a lot of fantasies he wouldn’t mind trying out on a certain tangle-haired blonde nurse. More hot blood pumped into his already tight and painful shaft. He made a move to pick up the brochure but his brothers shook their heads as the bartender slapped another round of frothing beers onto the countertop.
    “No way, buddy brother. Look at that brochure and answer the questionnaire on your own time—right now we party on you getting out of that hospital. Right, boys?”
    “Party! Party! Party!” the others all chimed in.
    Connor reluctantly let the brochure drop back onto the bar. Partying was suddenly the last thing he felt like doing. He’d rather go back to his apartment and check out what kind of a place would dare to advertise they could make his fantasies come true.
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    After drinking with his brothers into the wee hours of the morning Connor excused himself and went back to his apartment, took a cold shower, toweled off and climbed naked into bed.
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    He winced at the sight of his scarred legs compliments of the burns. He still felt occasional bursts of pain when he walked, but he’d healed quite nicely with the help of the physiotherapists, massage therapists and the doctors and nurses. Especially one particular nurse. A sexy nurse he’d fantasized about for too damn long.
    Spying the Kidnap Fantasies brochure he’d set down on the nearby table he grabbed it and flipped it open.
    His pulse began to race.
    Ménages. BDSM. Sex-Slave Training. Kidnap scenarios. Whatever your wish, we will fill your desires. Complete the enclosed questionnaire and let our discreet Kidnap Fantasies Inc. set