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The three watched their mate on the monitors as she and Roberta chatted.

"I love pinks and purples," Lucy said, "But I am in love with the dark colors in this place. Something about it just feels like home."

As if Roberta could sense her trio watching, the older woman excused herself so Wyatt could join Lucy.

"Oh, I hope I'm not waking everyone up!"

"You're not," Wyatt said, standing next to her, "Would you like some cherries?"

"Douchebag.." Holden scoffed, "He shouldn't be able to have her first."

Colt sighed, "She can resist him."

"She's not going to," Holden smirked, "Her heat is raging."

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