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The Family

Sicily

If Drake was wickedly handsome, Demetri was a god. Sicily glanced up at him as he pulled Drake into a warm hug. His dark gaze moved across her as if he were trying to analyze her worth in one stare. He moved and Sicily took a step back.

She didn't belong there. Drake and D looked like models and Izzy was breathtaking.

A tall, long-legged vixen in black leather pants and a tight T-shirt extended her hand. Her sea-green eyes were filled with challenge and hardness, something that Sicily hadn't seen in a woman's expression in a long time. Her dark hair framed her perfect features, the girl giving the handsome men beside her a run for their money.

You look like a fucking idiot standing with them.

"You must be Sicily. I'm Izabella. Call me Izzy. They all do." She nodded back toward the boys as Drake and D continued to talk quickly as if they had a million things to catch up on.

Sicily smiled, forcing herself to calm down and play the part. "Nice to meet you."

"Let's grab your bags
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