Page 123 of Shared By the Mountain Men

“We already knew that,” Noah added.

Jack sat up and stared over at them. “What the fuck do you mean, you already knew?”

“Jasmin, who works at the shelter, came into the clinic a while back and told me. She said she didn’t take you for a cat owner.”

Ash’s laughter vibrated up into my own body.

“Fuck y’all,” Jack muttered. “We had mice. It was basically a business agreement.”

“Whatever you want to tell yourself, buddy,” Noah said.

“Your turn, Doctor Richardson.”

Noah leaned over and kissed my head. “Is it weird that it turns me on when you use my title?”

“Is it weird that it turns me on saying it?” I replied.

“Here’s a good one. But it can never leave this room.”

“I promise,” I said.

Noah cleared his throat. “There’s a guy who visited the clinic in Ouray last month who had… too many of a body part.”

“What body part?” I asked.

“You’ll never guess.”

“Fingers,” Jack tried.

“Nope.”

“Nipples?” I asked.

“Ears,” Ash said confidently.

“Nope and nope,” Noah replied. “This guy had two penises.”

“No. Fucking. Way,” Ash said.

“Fuuuuck,” Jack whistled through his teeth.

I pretended to get out of bed, swinging my legs over the edge. “I’ve got to go. My true love is waiting for me in Ouray.”

“Hey!” Noah said.

Jack grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back into bed. “Talk to me when you find a guy with three dicks. Otherwise, we’ve got him beat.”

I giggled. “You sure do.”

“One of them is much smaller than the other,” Noah explained. “But it’s functional.”

“I’ll be damned,” Jack said.

“Okay, Ash. Your turn. Tell me something nobody else knows.”

“I can’t beat a guy with two dicks,” he complained.

“Just try.”

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