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“Yeah, that’s me, the wild one,” I grumbled.

My cell rang and I pulled it from my pocket, glanced at the screen, then groaned.

“Who is it?”

“My dad, I’m sure.” I swiped the screen to ignore the call. “I’ve blocked his cell so he’s resorting to other numbers. This is the right area code, so I’m guessing his office.”

“I better go get the lasagna from the oven before it dries out.”

I followed her back down the hall.

“He’s still calling you?” she asked, glancing at me over her shoulder.

“Who’s still calling you?” Colton asked, frowning at me as I came in the kitchen.

Duke had oven mitts on his hands and was pulling the tray of lasagna from the oven. Jed was cutting garlic bread on a cutting board. Tucker was walking around the table laying out silverware. All of them stopped, even Duke with the hot tray in his hands.

“No one,” I countered, grabbing the bowl full of salad and carrying it to the dining table.

“If an old boyfriend is still calling, I want to know about it. He needs to know you’re taken,” Colton replied.

“Off the market,” Tucker added. “Hell, one look at you and he’ll know you’ve got men in your life that know how to take care of you.”

I flushed hotly. Was it obvious I had a jeweled plug in my bottom? Did I look that well-fucked? I felt it, sure, but it wasn’t like I wanted to advertise the fact I was having hot, kinky sex.

“It’s not an old boyfriend,” I replied. They were jealous, and that felt strangely good.

“Who then?”

I sighed, not really wishing to chat about my dad. “My father.”

Both men relaxed, the tense lines of their bodies disappearing. “Tiger, isn’t that a good thing?”

Duke carried the lasagna to the table, set it on a trivet. “Time to eat while it’s hot,” he called.

We took our places and my father was forgotten. For all of two minutes. My mind had been on the press of the plug as I sat on a hard chair, but Colton…

“What’s up with your father, sugar?” Colton asked, placing his hand on mine.

I sighed. They weren’t going to stop with this one, just like I had a feeling they’d be about anything else. Being in my life meant being in my life. I wasn’t used to that.

“My father is bossy like you,” I began. “Pretty much controlled my life.”

“Are you saying we’re controlling?” Tucker asked, a deep frown forming in his brow.

No one was eating, just waiting for me to answer.

“You’re bossy,” I repeated. “All men in this town are.”

Kaitlyn laughed. “She’s right.”

“You like it when we’re bossy,” Jed replied, taking Kaitlyn’s hand and kissing the backs of her knuckles.

Tucker and Colton waited quietly for my answer.

“You’re bossy. But… but I like it. At least most

of the time.” I thought of them in bed—and out—how they took me as they wanted, even pinning me down sometimes. They knew I liked it that way, where I could let go and give in to whatever they’d do to me. And I succumbed easily because all they wanted for me was pleasure.


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