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I jump when I feel my pole jolt and pull it back snagging the fish, reeling it in. I lift it out of the water. “That’s a big, large mouth,” I tell them, taking it off the hook holding it in the air.

“Smile,” Walker says and I turn around smiling for the picture.

I put the fish back in the water and scoot in between both of them. “Take one of us all,” I tell Walker.

He lifts the phone, all of us smiling. He shows me the picture after. “Send me this?” I ask.

I sit back staring at the beautiful water. “I think we should build a fire tonight, bring out the movie screen,” Walker suggests.

“S’mores?” I suggest, smiling at Walker and Darren.

He runs his hand down my back. “Like I could tell you no.” He laughs.

We all sit in silence, the sun slowly sliding down over the mountain. The stars slowly pop out into the sky, the sky darkening.

I close my eyes as the wind moves over my face bringing in the smells of the fall. I place my pole down onto the dock and lay down on my back so I can look at the stars. “Big Dipper.” I point to the sky.

They lay down beside me, looking to where I’m pointing. Darren lifts his arms. “Little Dipper.”

I lean over and rest my head on Darren’s shoulder, trying not to shiver as the air grows cooler.

Walker sits up and opens a bag pulling out a blanket. “Let’s go build that fire, can’t have you cold.” He stands up pulling me with him and wrapping me in a blanket. He secures it around my neck smiling. “Fuck, you’re beautiful, Summer.” His finger pushes a stray hair out of my face.

I take his hand from my face, lacing our fingers together. I reach over and take Darren’s, all of us walking up the hill to the back of the house.

“Come plop that ass on the couch and I’ll get the fire started,” Walker tells me, letting my hand go.

I sit down on the couch watching and admiring both men working; their arms flexing, shirts lifting off their back when they bend over, they’re way too beautiful.

My mind wonders to what this is.

What am I doing right now? I have slept in the same bed with them, kissed them both; it’s a lot to think about because I don’t want to assume and think the wrong thing.

I will just let it all go with the flow and hope my heart is not broken in the process, because I know that I’m in trouble when it comes to them.

Walker takes a remote off the top of the fireplace and a screen comes out from the top of the ceiling, the patio is covered with huge columns.

“Want to watch the new scary movie that just came out?” Darren asks.

“Yes, I’d like that!” I tell them, pulling the blanket a little tighter around my shoulders. Walker starts the fire, then walks behind me to an outside heater, turning it on and I want to sigh at the sudden warmth.

The lights dim leaving fairy lights around the top of the ceiling, giving a soft glow with the fireplace.

This is romantic.

Walker comes back with a glass of wine, handing it to me. “You guys have me spoiled,” I tell them as they sit down on either side of me.

Walker puts his arm around my back, pulling me into his side, kissing my temple. I close my eyes at the contact.

Darren pulls out a much bigger blanket throwing it over all of us. He puts his hand on my leg under the cover.

I may not survive this; I resist the urge to drink my wine in one gulp. The movie starts and I try to distract myself from the fact that in one little, small move he could be touching me in a spot that is craving to be touched.

His fingers move slightly like he is just trying to get more comfortable. I peek at him from the corner of my eye. He is just casually drinking his beer like he is not trying to kill me.

He sighs and settles down into the couch further, sliding his hand down to my knee and up my leg once more.

Walker brings his arm from behind my head and brings it under the cover to settle on my other leg.

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