Page 41 of Tangled Passion

“I want to shower too.”

“We’ll shower together when we get home,” he snapped.

“You’re such a butthead,” she said and walked away. She smiled when she heard Trey chuckle and tell him he deserved it.

After using the toilet, washing her hands, and brushing her teeth, she got dressed in the clothes she wore the day before. When she walked out of the bathroom, her breath caught when she saw both men barely covered by the blanket and lounging on the bed.

Trey had turned on the TV and was leaning against the headboard while Garrett was facedown. She felt saliva pool in her mouth but swallowed it. “I’m hungry,” she said.

Trey glanced at her and grinned while Garrett growled.

Trey got up, moved to where his clothing was, and started pulling on his jeans.

She looked back to see Garrett hadn’t moved at all. She walked over and nudged him, but he didn’t move.

“Garrett. Come on. I’m hungry,” she whined. She lookedover to see Trey already dressed and leaning against the door with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face.

Without thinking, she sat down on his back and bounced. A scream ripped from her throat when he suddenly turned and had her pinned under him.

“What do you want, Babe?” he growled.

He didn’t scare her. “You need to feed me.”

His eyes widened and then narrowed.

“Come on, you two,” Trey said. “If we don’t leave now, we’ll be here all day.”

She waited for him to move, but he just stared down at her.

“Goddamn, woman. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

She got misty-eyed. Garrett didn’t get mushy very often. “That’s so sweet.”

“But I’m warning you that if you run off like you did yesterday, I’ll make sure your ass is bright red, and I’ll tie you to our bed. Got it?”

Trey chuckled.

Her mouth turned down.Chapterother choice. She wouldn’t be able to budge him unless she had a tractor or maybe a forklift.

He finally gave her a quick kiss and rolled until he stood on the floor. She lifted herself to her elbows and watched as he pulled his clothing on.

She heard a snort and turned to Trey, who was watching her gawk at Garrett.

“Are you ready, Love?” Trey held his hand out.

She walked over to him and pressed her body against his. She laid her head on his chest and sighed when his arms went around her and pulled her tighter against him. She could have stayed like that, but Garrett was getting impatient behind them.

“Let’s go,” Garrett barked.

She turned to grab her bag, but Garrett already had it. The three walked to their vehicles.

“Do you want to eat here?” Trey asked.

“Sounds good to me.”

“I need coffee,” Garrett said.

She wanted to snort. The man said the same thing every day.

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