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Two powerful vampire ex-soldiers keep showing up at my job.

Every. Single. Night.

Sebastian is all charm—flirty smiles, teasing words, his fingers brushing mine when I hand over his drink. Maxim is the opposite. He’s intense and brooding, doesn’t speak much, and stares at me until I forget how words work.

I’m a disaster around them. Dropping trays. Spilling drinks. Tripping over air.

Very professional, Wren.

Here’s the thing I can’t admit to anyone: I’m attracted to both of them.

BOTH. At the same time.

That’s not normal, right? I should pick one. A normal girl would pick one. But every time I try to choose, my brain just... breaks. It doesn’t matter anyway. They’re both legendary vampire royalty, banished from court, and I’m simply a human waitress. This is a fantasy that’s never going to happen.

Then I get stranded in a snowstorm.

My car slides off the road. No cell signal. I’m freezing and terrified. Two massive figures emerge from the blizzard and pull me from the car.

“You will stay with us for the night,” they say, bringing me to their compound. “Until the storm passes.”

Eyes black. Fangs bared.

“You’re ours,” Sebastian growls.

“Both of ours,” Maxim rasps.

Wait. I don’t have to choose?

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