“That sounds…very interesting.” Then she added, “And a little wicked.”
He breathed a sigh of relief. “It is interesting and probably a lot wicked. So what do you say? Would you be willing to take a walk on the wild side with us?”
She didn’t answer for quite awhile. Just when he was worried he’d pushed too far, too fast, she said, “Yes. I would. YOLO, right?”
“YOLO?” He vaguely remembered something about that.
Lilianna smiled again. “You only live once. YOLO.”
“Ah. Got it.” Dylan held her for a few minutes more, then suggested they head back to the house. It was only a couple of hours before dawn when they finally arrived. Lilianna looked weary to her soul. He felt pretty beat-up as well.
Surprised he hadn’t heard from Billy regarding her car being towed back to the shop, Dylan checked his phone and only then realized it was out of juice. He plugged it into the charger in the front hallway, vowing to check on her vehicle first thing when he woke up in ten hours or so.
They went back to Hunter’s bedroom because he wanted her to be in a familiar place. Hunter joined them sometime later, but Dylan was too zonked out to note more than his presence in the room.
Luckily he’d taken the next few days off, as he and Hunter had planned to do a few maintenance chores around the house.
Perhaps instead, their time would be better spent in pursuit of Lilianna and her further education of their ménage lifestyle and all the double penetration fun it entailed.
* * * *
Lilianna woke just before daybreak sandwiched tightly between two large warm men. She couldn’t remember where she was for a minute. And she was naked. It was startling in the extreme, but she managed not to shout the wallpaper down in surprise.
She glanced at the nearest warm body and saw Hunter’s dark head. Delicious memories of the past evening of sex and adventure flooded her mind, body, and soul.
A look over her shoulder and she saw Dylan, too.
That’s right. I have two men now.
While it was very exciting and new, her priority now involved the sincere need to find a way to slip out to get to the restroom. It wasn’t easy, but she managed to exit by way of the foot of the bed without waking either of them up.
There was a folded T-shirt on the dresser as she passed. Grabbing it, she hoped Hunter didn’t have a problem with her swiping it. Naked and in another strange place after being caught in the stable master’s office was just too much for her currently. She slipped the soft shirt over her head, delighted that the hem fell to midthigh.
Before she tiptoed into the bathroom, Lilianna grabbed the strap of her purse, dragging it with her and planning to check her phone for any messages. She didn’t expect any. Not really. She’d said her good-byes to coworkers before she’d known she was leaving so quickly.
Her initial plan had been to take a well-earned stay-at-home vacation before setting out on a new adventure. But that changed a few days later with Mick’s death.
She arranged a modest funeral with a portion of her precious savings, and then made plans to leave town. She wasn’t even sure where she wanted to go. Just someplace new.
Mick’s boss had asked her to retrieve his car, which had been left at his workplace after he’d been killed. The other workers wanted it gone, like it had bad juju or something. So she drove his POS around but didn’t get too attached. At least not until her decision to get out of town had become vital. She was grateful public transportation hadn’t been her only option of escape.
The day of the funeral Sammy’s threats had put her on the road more quickly than she’d planned. At least she had Mick’s vehicle to get away. Unfortunately, it hadn’t taken her far enough from Sammy’s goons.
She punched in the password to her phone messages and listened. The first was from a girl from where she used to work. She hoped Lilianna was far, far away, and enjoying a new exciting life. Maybe even more exciting than she’d bargained for. The next call was from the lady she’d rented her small apartment from, letting Lilianna know she’d left behind a box of something in the shared basement storage space.
Lilianna didn’t relish the idea of returning to get it but remembered there were a few personal items she wanted to keep. She wished she hadn’t left it behind, but made a mental note to call and find out if her landlady would be willing to send it to her, once she put down roots. Wherever that ended up being.