“Youjustgot off work? Didn’t you get there at six this morning?” I asked.
“Yeah, and yet, I think I still have plenty of energy to see you. And Nick. I’ll be over soon.”
Our call ended.
Fuck.
This was really happening.
I was still spinning from the sex Matthew and I had Friday night. The way he’d kissed me and touched me. Everything had been so perfect and romantic and wonderful.
But one of my deepest, brightest fantasies was to be with two people at the same time.
I didn’t even know what to do with myself. Tomorrow, I had to return to my bakery and get back into the swing of things, but for tonight . . .
I liked the idea of only focusing on them.
Matthew and Nick.
Of giving in to all the desires I’d kept to myself over the last few years.
Finally getting to explore all my fantasies.
Future me was going to hate getting up early tomorrow morning, butwhy not?Why not sleep with the two hottest men I’d ever met at thesame damn time?
CHAPTER TWELVE
Nick
I knocked on Evie’s front door and waited, not so patiently.
I wasn't sure I'd ever driven that fast before. Fueled by lust and my wild imagination, I'd blinked and practically been on her doorstep. The moment I heard her voice on the phone and the need there, I knew what I wanted.
I’d met Matthew the other day. I really liked him, and felt like we both wanted to please her. Plus, he was hot. He was really, really fucking hot. So Idefinitely did not mindsharing Evie with him.
I also felt like there wassomethingthere between us. I just didn’t know whatyet.But there’d been tension in the wine aisle, simmering in the warm summer air, pent-up desire shining in his gorgeous brown eyes behind those cute glasses. I’d gone home to my new house that was almost empty, sat on my couch, and thought about Evie and Matthew, dreaming about what they’d do on their date night and if he’d actually go through with hand feeding her berries. And I’d stroked my cock until I came from thinking about the expression on Evie’s face as she orgasmed for him.
This week was hard. I’d been reminded just how rough living in such a small town could be. I’d be an outsider for at least alittle bit, even in a welcoming place like Whynot. Even if they had no clue, Evie and Matthew had pulled me through the last few days.
Getting the resort built was going to be a pain in the ass. Finding the right crew and getting them out to the location had been a challenge. I’d already adjusted the plans a couple times. I’d been in and out of work calls all fucking weekend. I believed in the resort, even though building it in Whynot was impulsive.
Maybe I was just letting Austin get in my head.
Ugh, fucking Austin Whynot. Why couldn’t he just let go of the past? It’d beenyears.
All of those worries evaporated as a pair of headlights flashed behind me.
I glanced up, and wasn't surprised to see Matthew. He got out of his car, his gaze locking with mine. He was still dressed for work, and while it was late and he looked a little tired, he had that same raw expression of need on his face as me.
“Hey,” he said as he approached.
My eyes darted to his tie. “Do you have . . . Are those aliens on your tie?”
He looked down at himself and let out a nervous laugh. “Yeah. I have a bunch of silly ties to wear, it helps when I’m working with kids.”
“That’s cute,” I said. “I like it.”
The tension between us slowly melted as I held out my hand. We were going to do a lot more than shaking hands, but maybe it was a good start.
