Page 59 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

“I don’t have to like someone to fuck them.”

Knox comes out of his chair and rips me from the couch. He slams me back into the wall and curls his hands around my neck. All I can do is laugh.

“Jesus. You must really like her.”

“Shut. Up.”

“No, really. You don’t even tackle deer with this much force.”

“Enough.” Eli tears us apart and stands between us.

“Alright there, Mr. Referee,” I sneer.

Knox glares at Eli like he’s his next victim.

I put my hands up in the air in frustration. “I thought I knew you two pretty well. Are we seriously letting a woman come between us? She’ll be gone soon, and we’ll never see her again. We may as well suck it up and acknowledge that we all have feelings. We’ll do what needs to be done and move past this.”

“What do you mean by that?” Knox crosses his arms over his chest. He looks like he wants to throttle me to death.

“We fuck her. Alternate depending on the night.”

“I’m pretty sure we’re running out of nights.”

Knox looks away, a half dozen muscles flexing in his jaw.

And then his eyes widen. “Shit.”

Eli and I turn our heads in his direction and see Sienna at the door. Her cheeks are as red as a tomato, and her beautiful lips are parted, struggling for breath after eavesdropping on our conversation for god knows how long.

Chapter 17

Sienna

Istand up a little taller and offer them a smile.

But it’s hard to make the smile look natural when they were just running through the logistics of sharing me.

I swallow the lump in my throat and move closer. Three pairs of eyes follow me as I walk into the room.

“I came in to take… a shower. I just finished my⁠—”

“Pilates,” finishes Knox. “Yeah. Feel free to take a shower.” I catch him glaring at Cash as I enter the room, the wooden planks groaning underfoot. The tension in this room feels so charged that it’s prickling my skin, sending tingles throughout my body.

Nervous excitement runs through me, and I feel my heartbeat pick up. Even just walking past them to the bathroom feels hard to do.

Something tells me I missed some of the action. The bruise on Cash’s cheek would suggest that. I’m guessing Knox is responsible.

I gulp, trying to tear my gaze from Cash’s face.

I don’t have to like someone to fuck them.

I’m drenched in sweat by the time I’ve locked the bathroom door behind me. My skin is so damp I feel like I’ve already taken a shower.

I turn on the shower and wait for it to heat up as my heart continues to beat too hard.

I finally step in, running a hand through my hair and trying not to think about what the guys were talking about.

I grab the shampoo bottle, which has no label, but the collection of leaves and wildflowers gathered at the bottom suggests Eli has made it, like so many other things in this house.