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walked over to the display case and appeared to be looking at the pastries on display.
    “Not that it’s any of your business, but yes, I did.” Sephanie made her way behind the counter. She didn’t expect Lillie to break anything or start tipping the tables. On the other hand, she didn’t know what to expect from the woman.
    Lillie looked up, and her eyes narrowed. “They’re mine.”
    “No, they’re not. They’re not interested. If they were, they’d be pursuing you instead of me.” Sephanie smiled. After being asked out and seeing how they treated a date, she was certain of that.
    “It doesn’t matter if they don’t think they’re interested now. They’re mine.” Lillie put her arm up on the top of the display case.
    “You’re delusional. For there to be a relationship, they’d have to have some attraction to you.” Sephanie shook her head. Damn, the woman was leaving prints all over the counter and glass.
    She was fairly sure Lillie wasn’t looking for a ménage relationship. Sephanie had heard Lillie make a few remarks about sluts who became involved with multiple men. Whatever Lillie’s interest in Kassius, Teague, and Berenger, it probably wasn’t sexual or love at first sight.
    Lillie looked up and a slow smile curved her lips, but her eyes were devoid of emotion. The effect left Sephanie chilled. There was something wrong with that woman.
    “I always get what I want.” Lillie’s cold eyes locked on Sephanie. “I don’t let anyone get in my way.”
    The arm Lillie had on top of the display suddenly pushed forward, propelling the canisters and displays in front of it to the floor. One of the canisters broke when it hit. The treats within scattered across the floor.
    “Oops, completely an accident, I assure you. There can always be more accidents, though.” Lillie turned but looked back over her shoulder. “I’ll let you get to cleaning that up.”
    Lillie walked out of the bakery. Sephanie clenched her teeth. She wanted to scream. She couldn’t prove it hadn’t been an accident. And Lillie’s words. She doubted anyone would believe Lillie had threatened her. Lillie had a reputation as a naive but sweet woman. It looked like Lillie was behind the words painted on her house. How was she going to get anyone to believe it?
    * * * *
    Sephanie steered her Duce back home after work. Temptation burned through her to go somewhere to push Teague, but curiosity raced through her at the thought of what they planned. His demand and presumption infuriated her, but she also felt lust rise at the orders. She had a feeling he would follow through with the promised spanking. That gave her more of a thrill.
    She saw Kassius’s Duce on the landing pad but didn’t see any sign of the men. They weren’t on her lawn, and she didn’t see them near her door. She frowned as she landed the skimmer near their vehicle. She popped the hatch and climbed down to the hardtop surface of the landing pad.
    She glanced around while she walked toward her door. Where are they? It could be only one of them, but so far two or more had shown up whenever they came to get her or talk to her. They wouldn’t be hiding. There was no reason. So what were they doing, and why hadn’t they made an appearance since they were obviously somewhere around here?
    Shaking her head, she strolled toward her front entrance. She’d go change clothes and then hunt for them. Maybe they’d decided to investigate the outside of her house. She had no idea what they’d search for, but they were all vigilant and protective. Perhaps they were checking for signs someone had been around her house in other areas. She hoped they didn’t find anything.
    If Kassius, Berenger, and Teague found something else, then there was a possibility the paint had been done by someone other than Lillie. Lillie wanted her away from Kassius, Teague, and Berenger, but since she’d started dating them last night, Lillie wouldn’t have targeted her before. A shiver

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