Page 30 of Tangled up in You

CHAPTER 3

What is happening?

Alyssa could only think she’d actually crashed into the ravine, and this was her heavenly reward. It was the only explanation she could come up. Because, seriously, why else would she be in the Lavertys’ arms, with their mouths, and hands, and…

She wriggled.

And…

Wriggled again.

Allthe hard cocks—well, at least the only three she had any desire for—pressed into her jeans-clad legs and…

Oh, my…

Jonah.

Even in the freezing snow, heat spread from her core, up her body, until she was surprised all the flakey stuff wasn’t melting all around them.

Hmmm…

Heat, hard bodies, the prospect of mind-blowing sex…

Come to think of it, this waswaytoo sinful to haveanythingto do with heaven.

Now if she could just get her hands free to do some touching of her own. But with one hand trapped by Jonah’s body and the other sort of stuck under Jake, that wasn’t happening. Her fingers clawed into…

Snow.

The three men had to be wet—and not the good kind that she was—and freezing, especially Jonah since he was at the bottom of the pile.

"Mmmph…" She turned her head, breaking contact with Jonah’s mouth, saying breathlessly, "Jonah, stop."

The tight way he held her head and twisted her hair in his fist stopped. She lamented the loss, since she’d actually kind of liked that. That wasn’t the worst of it, all the othertouchinghad come to a screeching halt too.

All around them, puffs of white smoked billowed in the air that only moments before had been filled with groans and moans as they’d been caught up in each other.

"I’m sorry," Jonah rasped out, his hands completing dropping from her, while his eyes went to either side of him. "We’resorry. We didn’t?—"

"Didn’t what?"

The bright moonlight reflected the heat in his gaze as they stared at each other.

"We…" Josh started, pushing his glasses back up his nose and sitting up and away from her, leaving that side of her body suddenly so cold. "We didn’t mean to take advantage of you."

"When did you do that?"

"Just now?" Jake’s answer coming out as a question was a little funny, especially the way he’d said it in such a confused manner. She pressed her lips together to keep from laughing. Catching Jonah’s gaze again kind of dispelled the need to laugh as she finally had a hand free and lifted it to cup Jonah’s cold, stubbled cheek.

"You didn’t," she said, softly. "It just, well, it’s cold and you’re all lying in the snow. It can’t be comfortable."

"Snow," Jonah groaned, but not in a way she thought was good. "We didn’t stop to think. We just…"

His gaze searched hers.

"We were just so grateful we’d gotten to you in time," Jonah said, while Jake placed a light kiss on her cheek. She cut her gaze to the youngest Laverty’s serious one. It seemed strange to see such intensity in his eyes, since he always seemed the more carefree of the three.

"If we had lost you," Josh, murmured, low and gruff, while the gentle press of his fingers turned her face toward his. "We can’t lose you." And then his lips pressed to hers in a soft, searching kiss so heartbreakingly sweet, she completely forgot about where they were or that she had, indeed, been so close to losing her life.

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