“Uh…where…?”
She inhaled slowly. “I don’t know.”
He tipped his head. “I think we need to have Derek in on this. Did you tell him?”
She blew out the breath she’d just taken in. “No.” Her firstthough had been Nate.
“Let’s go find him.” Nate tossed the book aside and swung his long legs to the floor. He wore a pair of plaid knee length shorts and nothing else. His abs rippled as he rose up, and her eyes moved from there to his broad, smooth chest, the flat brown discs of his nipples, the dark hair between.
“Okay. I think he’s out in the hot tub.”
“Great.”
She led the way through the house out onto the deck, the sky a deep midnight blue just after sunset, the mountains silhouetted blackly against it, the ocean the same hue as the sky. The lights of the oil rigs winked in the distance.
“Hey, buddy,” Nate said.
Derek opened his eyes. “Hey. Coming in?”
Nate glanced at Krissa. “Sure, why not?” His hands went to the button below his navel and her mouth went dry. Why would he bother with a swimsuit? After the other night, he was fully aware that they never bothered, and it was certain Derek was in there completely naked.
Nate’s back was to her as he slid the shorts down over his hips and thighs and stepped out of them. He wore no underwear. His broad back curved sleekly into two deep indentations just above his ass, which was tight and pale compared to the tan on the rest of his body. His long muscular legs carried him closer to the hot tub and he sat on the edge and swung them over and into the water.
He glanced over his shoulder and Krissa’s cheeks grew warm as he caught her staring at him. “Coming in, Krissa?”
She couldn’t do it. For the last two days, all she’d been thinking about was sex. She vibrated with it, ached for it, and getting in the hot tub with two gorgeous naked men would kill her. “No. Not tonight.”
Nate’s glance lingered on her, then he turned and slid into the churning water. She could just hear his sigh of pleasure above the motor of the spa, and it twisted something low inside her.
Krissa pulled up one of the cushioned wicker chairs closer to the tub. “We need to talk to you, Derek.”
Derek’s head jerked around. “We?”
“Um.” Had that sounded bad? Like she and Nate had been plotting behind his back? “I did the ovulation test. It shows an LH surge.”
“Okay. That’s good.”
“Tomorrow night we need to…it’s a good time…”
“Yeah. Okay.” Derek stretched his arms out on either side of him along the rim of the tub. Krissa glanced at Nate.
“How do you want to do this, Derek?” Nate spoke up. “You need to be involved in this.”
She flashed Nate a grateful look. Derek nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
“You should be there, with us,” Nate said quietly.
Krissa’s abs clenched. Could she do this?
If it would give her a baby, she’d do almost anything.
“Yeah.”
She tried to read Derek’s expression. He looked…excited.
Relief softened her body. If Derek was going to be tense about this, it would make it really difficult. Given his mild kink, it seemed he might actually be turned on by the whole thing.
Derek looked at her. “Okay, Krissa?”
