Page 34 of Sharing Shane

Wyatt pursed his lips as though he was considering the matter. “If we’re talking about less than five grand, yeah.”

“So, I’ll see you in small claims court,” Veronica went on calmly. “I’m sure you’ll win. I might even have to pay court costs, once we explain to the judge exactly why you didn’t get to go on this vacation. In open court. Where it’s a matter of public record available to anyone with an internet connection. Like say, the HR departments of large marketing firms running background checks.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Shane’s beard twitch as he cracked a smile.

Derek went red as realization dawned. “You bitch.”

“Are we done here, babe?” Shane asked, sounding like he was about to yawn, and she turned to look at him. He was leaning back against the window frame, his hands shoved into his pockets and his sandaled feet crossed at the ankles. The curtain of dark hair shadowed his face, and his eyes were glittering with unmistakable heat as his mouth curved into the faintest of smiles. He looked relaxed and a little bored and so ridiculously hot it nearly stole her breath. “I thought we were going to have some fun today, and this isn’t it.”

“Yeah,” she said when she found her voice—though it didn’t sound like her voice. It was husky and soft with a subtle vibration that he absolutely heard because he suddenly looked a lot less bored. “Yeah, we’re done.”

“Thank God,” Wyatt muttered, and Veronica jolted when he slid a hard arm around her waist. She dragged her gaze away from the magnetic pull of Shane’s eyes only to be snared in Wyatt’s clear blue ones, so full of heat and humor, the I want to fuck you vibes pumping off him in waves, and she forgot all about Derek as her knees went liquid along with the rest of her.

“Just a damn minute,” Derek thundered, breaking through the haze of lust that had somehow filled the room when she wasn’t paying attention, and Veronica turned to him with a scowl.

“What?” she said, her exasperation clear.

“I’m your boyfriend,” he began, and she sighed as both Shane and Wyatt began to laugh.

“You stopped being my boyfriend the minute I saw your dick in Cami,” she informed him. “Do you remember me throwing you out of my apartment, taking my key back, and threatening to kneecap you?”

“Wait, he did this in your apartment?” Wyatt asked, astonished. At her nod, he looked at Derek with a combination of pity and disgust. “What an asshole.”

“And then some,” Shane agreed in his rumbling voice. He pushed away from the wall. “She’s done with you, Derek. Fuck off.”

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Derek blustered, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

Shane and Wyatt both looked at him with amused pity.

“Oh, right, you haven’t been introduced.” Veronica beamed a smile and hooked one arm through Wyatt’s, then the other through Shane’s, so the three of them were linked. “This is Wyatt, and this is Shane.”

“I’d say nice to meet you, but it’s not,” Wyatt said baldly, and Shane snorted.

“We should probably say thank you, though,” Wyatt went on, his tone thoughtful. “After all, if he hadn’t been such a douche, we wouldn’t be here.”

“True,” Shane rumbled, then frowned. “But I don’t want to.”

“Me neither,” Wyatt said with a shrug.

“Well, then.”

“But who are they?” Derek demanded, ignoring both men to glare at Veronica.

“They’re my friends,” Veronica purred in a tone that clearly said naked friends.

“And also, your replacements,” Wyatt put in, apparently not willing to leave it up to innuendo.

“My what?”

“Well, technically I guess Shane is your replacement,” Wyatt mused, “since he took your place on the reservation. But I’d like to think I get at least an honorable mention.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” Veronica drawled, her low voice practically dripping with lust, “you do.”

Derek’s eyes bugged out. “He’s staying with you?”

“He is,” Wyatt said, pointing helpfully at Shane. “Technically, I have my own room. Which reminds me, I should pop in there for a change of clothes.”

Shane looked at him over Veronica’s head. “Get more condoms while you’re at it.”

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