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“Great choice,” I tell her.

Not because I care about some guy and his secretary—I think that’s what it’s about—but because it tells me Brooke is open to watching sex scenes with us. She’s either comfortable or she’s flirting.

Luke groans. “Please. No. Anything butthat.”

Jackson shoots me a grin. “We crashed Brooke’s weekend. She gets to pick the movie.”

“Thanks, Jackson.” She smiles at him.

I tighten my grip a little on her waist and prepare to spend the next ninety minutes enjoying the feel of Brooke Wilder on my lap.

CHAPTER 5

Brooke

I don’t knowif I’m proud of myself or horrified that I suggested Fifty Shades of Grey for our movie. How didthatcome out of my mouth?

Wine. I’m going to blame the wine.

Except that I’m sober right now.

Okay, I’m almost totally sober right now. I’m still a little sleep deprived and I’ve had more wine tonight than I have in months and I’m definitely feeling discombobulated by these three guys showing up and the snow storm and the power outage and everything, but I’mmostlysober.

Sober enough to know that watchingthatmovie withtheseguys was a bad idea when I can’t get to my room and my vibrator for at least a couple more hours.

I’m definitely all hot and bothered now and wishing I’d chosen a silly comedy instead.

Sitting on Wyatt’s lap hadn’t helped. Especially feeling his erection pressing against my ass the entire time. Not that I had any desire to move. I was very comfortable. His big body is hard all over—muscle on top of muscle—but he’s so warm, and the way he wrapped his arms around me, his big hands restingon my thighs, his chin over my shoulder so our cheeks were right against each other made me feel safe and protected and, stupidly, cherished.

I mean, he doesn’tcherishme. Of course not. That’s ridiculous. But being wrapped up and held like that put that word in my head and I can’t shake it loose.

It’s how I hold scared dogs when they come into the shelter I volunteer at sometimes and how I cradled the three sick kittens my roommate and I found in college and nursed back to health in our dorm room before we had to find them permanent homes. Comforting. You’re-special-to-me. I’ll-take-care-of-you. All of that seemed to soak into me from his hold on me.

And yes, I’m aware that comparing myself to dogs and kittens probably isn’t sexy or even flattering, but Ilikehow Wyatt makes me feel and I want more of it.

More of the way his hands would stroke up and down my thighs from time to time. too.

More of the way he eventually shifted so that his hands were resting on my lower stomach.

More of the way his warm breath felt against my neck.

My nipples wanted that warm breath on them. So did my inner thighs. And my pussy.

More of the hard-cock-against-my-ass part, too. Or against other parts of me.

I shift on the cushion where Wyatt left me after the movie ended and he said he was going to take a look at the generator. I would really like to slip down the hall to my room for a little alone time and take care of this horny-as-hell problem I suddenly have.

“Are you okay?”

I look over at Luke. He’s still in here with me on the couch, though the second—and I mean thesecond—the movie ended, he’d scooted away from Wyatt and I.

Wyatt had tried to get Luke and Jackson to both come out to look at the generator with him, but Luke had said he knew nothing about generators and Jackson said he didn’t have the right boots for tromping around in the snow.

I actually don’t believe either of them.

Luke oozes with competence and a take-charge air. He wanted to stay inside for some reason. And I don’t think it’s because he worries about the cold or snow. Firefighters battle fires in some of the worst conditions imaginable.

Which is so sexy. Whenever I look at Luke, I’m hit by a wave ofGod, he’s all man. It’s almost hard to look him directly in the eye. I wouldn’t call what I feel intimidated exactly, but I can justfeelhow much more experienced and mature he is. I’m sure he sees me as a little kid and if he knew how attracted I am to him, he’d laugh. He’d consider it a crush and nothing more.

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