Page 82 of Unbridled

He did. “Of course.”

“I’m glad you found it worthwhile,” she continued. “We do our best to make it an experience that guests would like to repeat.”

Danica snickered as she brought a platter of Belgian waffles over the table. “You might want to chalk this returning guest up to something other than my food and the amenities, Erin.”

“I’ll take credit,” Dayne boasted, pulling out the chair next to Heath and settling in it.

“Thanks for helping, brother,” Danica said smartly.

“You’re welcome!”

“We’ll clean up,” Heath assured Dayne’s sister. “You weren’t expecting an extra mouth to feed this morning.”

“Untrue. Like I said, when the door opens from Dayne’s wing, we usually expect a hoard of hungry, horny guests following him out like the Penis Pied Piper. Coming out alone or with only one person is not the norm.”

“Thank you for that,” Dayne said.

“Own it,” Danica replied back.

“He’s been quite open about his past encounters,” Heath assured her.

“Really,” Dylan murmured.

“I’m also not stupid. Or jealous,” Heath continued. “I understand why he’d take advantage of owning this resort.”

“So understanding,” Danica muttered under her breath.

Dayne clapped his hands together sharply. “Okay! Let’s eat! And not talk with our mouths full, shall we?”

Everyone at the table, except Dayne and Heath, snorted at his irritation.

“I cannot wait until your house is done and I only have to deal with Dani.”

“Who said we won’t stop in every morning for breakfast? You think we’d miss this great food and even better sibling bonding time?”

Chapter Twenty

Dayne noticedHeath’s eyes flick between the door through which Dylan had disappeared and him.

“What I wouldn’t do to be sandwiched between you two.”

They were now blissfully alone in the kitchen and on clean-up duty, since Heath promised Dani they’d take care of it.

He assured Heath, “That’ll never happen.” Once Dayne rinsed a dirty dish or utensil, he handed it to Heath to place in the dishwasher.

“Of course not, but at least let me have this fantasy for a few seconds, will you?”

Simply thinking about sharing a lover with his twin churned Dayne’s stomach. He shook his head. “What about Cara?”

“She’s welcome to join us.”

Dayne snorted. “I prefer not to have sex with my brother in the vicinity, thank you very much.”

“Understandable. It would probably be like peering in a mirror.”

“Only this ‘reflection’ wouldn’t have the tattoo and dick piercing.” He handed Heath the last plate. “Do you have siblings?”

“Three.” Heath grimaced. “All sisters.”

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