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Author’s Notes

Yes, more layers to the past. And that’s what I’m sticking to.

Look, you gotta understand, life is lifeing for Tori. Would you trust the brothers after what Beck said?

If you want to read his book, She Works Hard for The Money, check him out here.

He’s a hot mess as well.

Enjoy… Happy Reading, your author, Sylvia Hubbard

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Chapter 21.1 – The Tease

She heard the vicious curse, but that still didn’t wake her out of her dream until she heard Duncan and Shawn chuckle.

Sleepily, Tori opened her eyes to see them all awake, and the sun was cresting into her windows.

Stretching in a yawn, she looked over at Kevin, who didn’t look too pleased.

“What?” she asked sleepily.

“Do you just moan and gyrate randomly?” Kevin snarled.

She giggled. “I was having the most wonderful dream, and you weren’t in it.” She slid her hand down his body and felt his hard-on. “But he was.”

Kevin snorted, annoyed. “You’re a tease, Tori. And that’s worse than being a selfish bitch.”

“So I take it you are all still determined not to wear me out,” Tori asked with disappointment.

Duncan and Kevin looked at Shawn.

“Yes,” he said with determination. “Seeing that these two have a track record of wearing out their other menage de trois, I don’t want my first one to become tired of us already now that there is a third. I think if we take it slowly and allow you time to recover between each of us or all of us, you’re likely to want this situation to last longer.”

Tori didn’t know how she was going to get them to forget themselves again. This time, they seem determined to keep their dicks to themselves, but that wasn’t what she wanted; she didn’t know how to express without sounding like some slut or nympho.

Duncan slid out of bed and helped her out.

Pouting, she said, “I could at least get a good morning.”

All three of them said in various gruff tones, “Good morning.”

She quickly sprinted off to the bathroom, not believing she’d slept the night away with them, and was pleasantly pleased to see them still in the bed when she returned, but she knew their time was short. “Why did I have the pleasure of your visit?”

Shawn greeted her with a hug as she came out. “Sorry for Kevin’s grumpy attitude. He got his ass kicked yesterday.”

“Shut your fucking big mouth!” Kevin hurled, starting to come for Shawn.

Duncan snorted, getting his big brother’s attention.

Tori went to Kevin, not out of fear of him, but with concern. Now that she was fully awake, she could see there was bruising on the side of his face, and she pulled up the front of his shirt. Significant dark marks were forming all over his chest and back, leading down into his sweatpants.

“What the hell happened?” she demanded.

“He asked for it,” Duncan snarled.

She shot a look to get the shit grin off his face and then looked at Kevin for answers.

Kevin reluctantly admitted, “I caught up with them, Hardy bitches.”

“And thought he could take them out on his own,” Shawn said.

“And I almost did,” Kevin said proudly, but then he saw she still had that concerned but stern look on his face.

“You went in search of a fight with Beck’s brothers?”

“It’s his brother and cousin,” Shawn corrected, coming up behind her and drawing her in a rear hug. “And he did almost get them both. And that’s why you have the pleasure of our visit, along with the fact that none of us could sleep and we were wandering around my place like lost kids, last night. It was fucking pathetic.”

“What’s the favor?” she asked suspiciously.

“We need a referral for a gym membership to Gates in Downtown,” Duncan said, coming to her, pulling her gently out of Shawn’s arms and into his.

“That place is super exclusive, isn’t it?” she questioned.

“You’ve got Mrs. Cosgrove practically wrapped around your finger,” Shawn said. “The woman wants to move heaven and earth for you, and together we can cover the cost, so you don’t worry about that.”

“I don’t know about having Mrs. Cosgrove wrapped around my finger, and I don’t mind covering the cost. Would it be for all of you?”

“You’re not paying a dime of your money for us, Tori, and it’s true about Mrs. Cosgrove,” Kevin said. “I had to fix her car yesterday on a mobile service call, and the whole time, once she found out I was Shawn’s brother, that old lady chatted you up like you were God’s gift to wives.” He drew her into his arms. “One mention from you for Shawn to gift you a membership with two comps for a wedding present wouldn’t be anything to her. She’d have that referral by tomorrow for Shawn.”

Tori’s libido was racing. While Kevin was speaking, Duncan casually massaged her neck and shoulders with one hand and held her close. She had almost forgotten what they wanted her to do, but damn if she was going to do whatever they wanted. “Oh-okay,” she said, feeling like she was high on some mystical drug, loving their energy.

“Thank you, Tori,” Kevin said and kissed her cheek. “See you tonight.”

Duncan and Shawn said the same thing and kissed her cheek as well before leaving.

Tori collapsed on the bed, feeling like she was going to pass out from being so aroused.

How the hell was she going to control her desire around a pastor and the hospital board tonight?

When she heard the diesel engine leave, she lay back on the bed, groaning, wishing they would come back and fuck the crap out of her.

Tori pressed her fingers between her legs to feel her wetness. It didn’t take long, and she could feel her womanhood dripping all down her leg. Smiling wickedly, she pulled her fingers to rub her sweetness over her lips and then lick it off, envisioning tasting herself in each one of the Carter Brothers’ mouths. Damn! She could go another round on herself.

It was going to be a long day.

Duncan had left the most delicious omelet in the kitchen for her, and she saw another large serving of the chickpeas she loved to snack on. This time, he had parsley and onion flavored.

Twenty minutes later, Beck burst through the back door as if he was going to catch her doing something she wasn’t supposed to. He looked around before focusing on her. “No company this morning?”

Deliberately, she stuffed her mouth with food to avoid the question.

He had his coffee cup and filled it up while still looking at her as if she had something to confess to him. “So you’re heeding my warning about those boys?”

“What warning?” she asked, forgetting everything he had said to her about them yesterday, so consumed with trying not to feel embarrassed.

Beck huffed impatiently. “Do I have your full attention, Tori, because I think you should really think about not getting yourself involved with these brothers?”

“If you’re just dwelling on their pasts, Beck, then I have to say I can’t just go on that. They were young and dumb. Most men are, and I’m the last one to judge someone by their past after all the shit I’ve done to people.” As she said this, she was cleaning her plate of the omelet.

“I’m a good judge of people, Tori. I hire a lot of guys for my company, and some have been on the wrong side of the track, but I vet them carefully. The final interview I go on purely on my gut, and when I look at those brothers individually, I wouldn’t think about anything, but when I put them all together, my gut bubbles like I’m about to shit a gallon.”

She wasn’t affected by Beck’s colorful colloquium. “Okay, what makes them bad for me?”

“It’s usually the youngest one that’s the trouble in the group. I’ve got brothers, and I know brothers that stick together like white on rye. Those three, they’ve been through the shitter and back, and they got unresolved hate running through them like a motherfucker.”

“They’ve expressed that to me,” she revealed. “But in the same breath, they also proved the past is the past, and I’ve changed them because I’ve changed.”

Beck huffed in disbelief. “Shit that happened to them doesn’t change them.”

“What shit, Beck? What shit do you know?”

“I know that younger one has been through the fucking ringer. When I pulled the police reports on this place as we were working on it, there were several police calls about screaming incidents that occurred when the younger one was in his last years of high school. The police had to intervene on a couple of occasions and remove him, only to have the courts put him back. His records are sealed, but it was bad.”

She tried to explain without giving Beck too much of Shawn’s business. “His mother was going through some things. Some things I had done and made my father do. I was responsible for my dad and their mother not seeing each other and she took her frustration out on the boys, especially Shawn.”

Beck leaned in close and hissed, “The shit she could’ve done to him has nothing to do with you. That bitch had that in her before she even dropped a babe, girl. Don’t you dare take on that crazy as your fault. She was fucking her brother!”

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