Page 105 of Twins for Three Bad Boys

Wayne first, broad shoulders filling the doorway, Fletcher just behind him, calm and intense, his gaze finding me instantly. Rex last, easy smile already in place, trying to soften whatever just walked in with them.

My stomach flips.

This is not normal.

Facing all three of them at once is definitely not normal. In fact, it feels a little too much like the dream I had a few nights back. The one I’ve been trying my damned hardest to forget.

“Hey,” Wayne says carefully.

His voice alone makes my pulse jump.

“Hi,” I answer, suddenly aware that I’m barefoot, wearing one of my softest sweaters, hair mussed because I didn’t expect company.

Rex gestures vaguely behind him. “We, uh… mind if we come in?”

As if they aren’t already.

“Yeah,” I say quickly. “Of course.”

They move in further, crowding me a little. Wayne doesn’t sit right away. Fletcher leans against the armchair. Rex drops onto the opposite end of the couch, leaving space between us that somehow feels more intimate than closeness.

I swallow.

“Everything okay?” I ask.

Wayne exhales slowly. “We just wanted to talk.”

That sentence alone could qualify as a threat.

He glances at the empty coffee table, then back at me. “You want a drink?”

“Yes,” I say too fast. “Please.”

He heads for the kitchen, and Rex watches him go, then looks back at me with a softer expression.

“You okay, darlin’?” he asks.

I nod. “I think so.”

Wayne returns with glasses. We sit. The movie keeps playing, forgotten. The woman on the screen is still running.

No one speaks.

Then Fletcher breaks the silence. “June, we’ve decided we need to be honest with you.”

My fingers tighten around the glass. “Okay.”

Wayne looks at me then, really looks, and there’s a glimmer in his eyes that makes my breath hitch.

Vulnerability.

“I’m attracted to you,” he says quietly.

My mouth opens. Closes.

“I think we both know it’s not a good thing. That’s why we, you and me, have been avoiding talking about what happened between us. But pretending it never did hasn’t helped anyone.”

My heart is pounding so hard I’m surprised they can’t hear it.