Page 35 of The Drag Race Debutante & the Detectives
“Some idiot came flying out of a concealed driveway and I had to make a hard left onto Lyndon Road, and I couldn’t turn around so I had to follow it all the way up, then cut all the way around Capalaba just so I could loop back up to here. And don’t even get me started on the traffic. Doesn’t anyone have anything better to do on a Saturday night?”
Neither Dane nor Eric could hold in their laughter any longer. Emily looked so exasperated as she told them about her detour, and they were so relieved that she was truly all right, that they just had to let it out, to let it be known they were happy and no one was going to change that anytime soon.
“I love you, baby,” Dane said, pulling her in for a hug.
“I love you, too,” she said, snuggling against him.
“And I love you both,” Eric said, then kissed the top of Emily’s head. “I love our weird little family.”
“We’re not weird,” Emily said, frowning. But when Dane cocked one brow at her, she added, “Okay, so maybe we’re a little bit weird.”
“And you’re okay with weird?”
“Depends. Are you going to take me home so we can have weird sex now?”
Dane shook his head and laughed again. “Who says we’re taking you home first?”
Even in the moonlight, he could see her pupils dilate, and he’d bet good money her panties were wet through. “Well, in that case,” she purred, “I am very okay with it.”
And so was Dane.
It had taken a while to find their perfect match, a woman who was open to the idea of sharing herself with two men—two brothers—but Emily was it for them. Dane doubted she’d even had a second thought about the whole idea. That was just the kind of woman she was.
Kind and accepting.
Loving.
Theirs.
Epilogue
It had been two months since the excitement of her race against Shane Spencer, and Emily was more than happy for her life to go back to its normal, boring self. In fact she almost appreciated it more, now that she’d had a taste of that world. A world her brother had tried to warn her about. One that Eric and Dane were determined to protect her from.
One she was happy to put in her rearview mirror.
Her parents and younger brother had both returned home from their respective holidays, and she had announced to everyone that she was officially dating two men. And not just any men, but her future sister-in-law’s brothers.
But apparently she had underestimated exactly how much of a secret their flirting was, as neither her mother nor father seemed surprised by the news, and Easton had simply shrugged and asked if there were any chips in the pantry.
Teddy was still warming up to the idea, although he and Eric and Dane had started hanging out more often, usually sharing a few beers while tinkering with one engine or another. And they still made time to visit the track and race each other, and Teddy was still the only person she hadn’t beaten.
Yet.
She stared at her brother as she pulled on her racing gloves. “Did Eric and Dane tell you to let me win?”
Teddy feigned ignorance, but Emily wasn’t buying it. She cocked one brow and continued staring at him until he caved.
“They may have mentioned something like that. In passing. Possibly. To be honest, I tend to tune out whenever they start speaking.”
Emily tried to hold back a laugh and failed. “Teddy, I’m serious.”
He shrugged. “So am I.”
“Don’t you dare let me win just because you feel sorry for me, or you think I need this. Because I don’t, no matter what those two tell you.”
Teddy chuckled and shook his head. “Emmy, since when have I ever let you beat me at anything?”
She frowned and chewed on her bottom lip as she studied her brother. He looked sincere. He sounded sincere. But….
