Page 68 of Kiss and Tell

She felt flames lick her cheeks. God, what these menwouldn’tsay. Perhaps what was most surprising was how much she liked it.

Lucy lay there boneless, shocked when both men rose from the bed.

“You want to take the first shower?” Joey asked Miles. “You earned it.”

The two of them laughed, Joey slapping Miles on the shoulder as they left the bedroom together, leaving Lucy lying there so blissed out, she couldn’t speak.

She was still there when Miles returned to the room after his shower to dress. “You okay, Luce?”

Lucy raised one hand, giving him the thumbs-up.

Miles chuckled as he dressed and headed back out of the room again.

She was just managing to recover her wits when Joey showed up, his hair wet from his own shower.

He bent over the side of the bed to kiss her. “I’m going to scramble up some eggs, honey. And Miles is demanding bacon. Want some?”

Lucy blinked a few times, suddenly concerned that none of this was real. Because there was no way she was lying in bed after the longest, most satisfying orgasm ever, given to her by the two sexiest men on the planet, who now wanted to make her breakfast.

“Shh,” she said to Joey. “Don’t wake me up because I’m having an amazing dream.”

He gave her another kiss, this one deeper, with tongue. His breath was minty fresh from brushing his teeth.

“Best dream ever,” he agreed.

It was.

It really was.

Lucy stretched as she stepped out of the RV, grateful they’d divided the drive from Tennessee to Texas into thirds. She was used to moving around a lot at the brewery, and completely unaccustomed to sitting for long periods of time. As such, even their short four- or five-hour stretches left her stiff. So much for hitting her daily steps. Her Apple Watch was going to give up on her at this rate.

As she stood on the sidewalk, she glanced down Main Street, feeling oddly at home. Maris, Texas, reminded her a great deal of Gracemont. They were both small towns with a unique down-home feel. This Main Street mirrored the one that ran down the center of Gracemont almost perfectly, right down to the coffee shop—not a Starbucks—on the corner, the local pharmacy, and the smattering of family-run restaurants. There wasn’t a single McDonald’s, Cracker Barrel, or Taco Bell to be seen.

Joey stepped up next to her, placing his hand on the small of her back. Just that one light touch sent heat to her cheeks.

Miles joined them, glancing around as well. “This place reminds me of Gracemont.”

“I was just thinking the same thing,” Lucy confessed.

“I suspect Maris, Texas, wasn’t on your list of dream cities,” Joey mused.

Lucy shielded her eyes with her hand, wishing she’d thought to grab her sunglasses from the RV. “It wasn’t, but that’s just because I didn’t know it existed.”

Joey tucked her closer. “That’s one of the benefits of our lifestyle. Seeing little corners of the world others never get to enjoy.”

Lucy was jealous every time Joey mentioned their adventurous existence. When Marco had asked her to take off with him in search of greener pastures, she’d refused without giving it a moment’s thought, unwilling to leave Gracemont and her family.

Now, when she thought back on Marco’s invitation, she wondered if maybe it wasn’t the leaving that had felt wrong, but the person who’d asked her to come along.

God knew there hadn’t been more than a few minutes of hesitation when Joey asked her to come with them. Of course, he had offered a short-term adventure, not a lifetime. It was the only reason she’d agreed, even though that little voice in the back of her head spoke up, telling her she’d been a fool to rip the lid off Pandora’s box.

Lucy had avoided leaving the farm because she’d always known if she did, if she took one tiny bite of that apple, she’d never want to go back. And shehadto go back. Leaving the farm felt too much like betraying her father’s memory, of doing the same thing her mother had. He’d loved the farm so much he couldn’t conceive of leaving it, even if it would have saved his marriage. Lucy knew her sisters felt that same devotion to the land, so it was only her who felt out of step when it came to home.

She’d talked to at least one of her sisters every single day since leaving. Each of them had assured her everything on the farm was running fine and she should enjoy herself. Hearing that helped a little, though she still felt a fair amount of guilt. Especially in regards to Sam and Theo, who were holding down things at the brewery on their own.

Remi had called when they were en route to Maris this morning, to say she’d watched the latest episode ofKiss and Tell. Lucy had finally managed to put it up last night after dinner. She had been touched by Emily and Tate’s love story, and anxious to share it with her viewers. The second it finished uploading, she’d texted Remi, who was her second set of eyes and typically the first viewer, the one who made sure everything uploaded correctly and Lucy hadn’t messed anything up in the editing.

Lucy had been too distracted by Miles and Joey this morning to check the views, so it was Remi who’d told her it was a hit. The views were already significant and, according to her sister, there were several comments from people wanting to know if Lucy planned to travel through their hometowns.

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