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I loved it here.

Chapter 14

As they walked out of the restaurant into the cold Pacific Northwest air, Josie shivered. Chance took off his jacket and put it over her light overcoat. He’d have to do something about getting her more appropriate clothes for this climate. She wasn’t living in Florida anymore.

“Chance, you need your coat,” she protested.

“No, he doesn’t,” Sam answered.

“You two have quite the tag team going on.”

Her words were met by dead silence, then Sam let out a chuckle.

“You have a way with words, Ms. Decker.”

She blushed when she realized the double meaning of her words.

“Zee, I love how you blush, I can see it even in the moonlight.”

Sam put his arm around her and cuddled her close as they walked towards the huge black SUV. “I don’t remember this in your garage,” Josie said.

Sam snorted. “That’s because it wasn’t there before. Chance just bought it. He thought this would be more comfortable for when the three of us went out together.”

Chance gave Sam a disgruntled look. Really? Did his friend really have to tell Josie that?

“Josie, would you be interested in coming to our house for a nightcap?” Chance asked.

“A nightcap, or something more?” she asked.

“Definitely not something more,” Sam answered. “We’re still in the dating phase.”

“What if I want something more?”

Chance almost stumbled. Every time he thought that Josie was shy and would need coaxing, she surprised the hell out of him.

He stopped them. Both men looked down at her and Chance asked. “Are you sure?”

“We’re not going to pressure you one way or the other. We took to heart what you said last week. You need to be sure, Josie,” Sam said.

Josie’s eyes twinkled. “Why don’t we stop by my apartment and let me get the bag I put by my door, and then I’ll have what I need if I decide to stay the night.”

“I think that’s a fine idea,” Chance answered.

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It had taken some doing, but after one mug of peppermint hot chocolate, Josie was lying back against Sam, and Chance had her pretty stocking-covered feet in his lap.

“So, how often have you two done this?” Josie asked.

Chance didn’t pretend to misunderstand. “Once. We worked as volunteer firefighters down in San Clemente before Sam joined the Marines. We thought we were pretty hot stuff.”

“Pun intended,” Sam chuckled.

“Anyway, there was a woman who came onto both of us one night after we had been drinking pretty heavily. She suggested a threesome. It really wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.”

Josie tried to straighten up, but he and Sam kept her where they wanted her. Finally, she relaxed back into their arms.

“If it wasn’t all that good, then why are you wanting to do it again?” she asked.