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Epilogue

Susanna sat on the couch between BJ and Monte. Her legs were crossed, and they each had their hand on her thigh. Around the room the women sat and talked about Dixie Chix and Alexa’s and Sally’s new positions as Ava and Susanna trained them.

“We’ll learn fast. Don’t worry,” Alexa told Susanna.

“Yeah, working for you was all we thought about while on the run.” Sally smiled.

“This is perfect and exactly how I wanted things to work out,” Susanna stated, and Ava stared at her.

“Exactly how you planned? I think not. I’m still angry with you for risking your life the way you did. Every time you run off cocked and ready for a fight, all hell breaks loose.”

They chuckled.

“Well, I’m still mad at you for opening up that safe and thinking I was dead already.”

“What? I had no choice. Your two overpowering and dominating boyfriends wanted answers.”

“Well, if you hadn’t told them and showed them the files, who knows what would have happened. The point is, we’re a team and we stick together.”

“That’s right. We are a team,” Paula added.

“No matter what, we always stick together, even if things seem really bad and as if we’re all alone,” Juliet stated and they agreed.

“We have a couple of hours before we have to be at work. I have some ideas to go over,” Susanna said.

“You’re not going in to work yet, Susanna,” Monte told her.

“What?” she replied as the others began to get up and slowly slink out of the room.

“You’re resting. Your ribs and thighs are bruised, your lip’s still swollen, and we’re not letting you out of our sight for quite some time,” BJ stated and Monte smiled. “You need a break and your friends agree.”

She looked toward her friends, and they smiled and gave little waves with their hands. “Have fun,” Ava stated.

“This is what y’all call sticking together? Come on now, Dixie Chix, I need your help,” she yelled after them, but they ignored her as they laughed and headed out the front door.

Susanna crossed her arms in front of her chest and sulked as she lowered herself deeper into the cushions.

“I don’t believe this. I feel fine and I love my job.”

“We know that you love your job, but there a few things we need to go over with you,” BJ stated.

“Like what?” she asked.

“Like if this relationship between the three of us is going to work, then you need to trust us, baby. You can’t continue to think that you are going to handle everything on your own,” Monte stated.

“Yeah, do you realize that if you had confided in us sooner, then we could have avoided the scare you gave us?” BJ added.

She stared at them in awe of their true concern.

“I’m sorry, for a lot of things, guys, really I am. I’m sorry that I could for one moment think that the two of you would be anything like Casper.”

“Don’t say that fuck’s name,” Monte scolded, and she clutched his hand and locked her fingers with his. She brought his knuckles to her lips and kissed them.

She reached for BJ’s hand and brought it onto her lap.

“I should have trusted you both, especially with your experience and in your professions. I have a lot to learn about relationships and about trust. But know that I do trust both of you. I want to give this relationship a shot, but I can’t jump in full throttle and not have reservations. It stemmed from my past, and only time will help heal me. Of course, with help from my two sexy, hot boyfriends,” she teased.

Monte and BJ began to caress her legs open, and they gently made their way up her shorts.


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