7 Kieran had never been so hard up for anything in his long, long life. Just now, he stared at Sera from the windows of the downstairs lounge as she stood in the backyard chatting with Cassie. Staring her up and down, up and down, admiring every single delicious curve. She wore these amazing jeans that were absolutely unfair, and a filmy white shirt that gave just a hint of the dark, lacy lingerie she wore underneath. “You’re drooling,” Kellan said, coming up to stand beside him. “Like you aren’t?” Kieran said without taking his eyes from Sera. She laughed at something Cassie said and tossed her the long, dark-chocolate curtain of her hair. She glanced over at Kieran and Kellan, once and then again. Even from this distance, her blush was evident. Kieran could almost smell her arousal

