9
Kyra eyed Walker and Dane as they drifted back to work at their station, as if they hadn’t been the catalyst for the explosion that had just blown her mind.If they were as seamless of a team in bed as they were in the garage, she envied the women they shared.
“I’ll catch up with you guys later.Gotta finish…” Trevon mumbled something or other that made Kyra pretty sure he had noticed the charge in the air and was being nice enough to give her and Ollie some room to figure out what to do about it.
Ollie cleared his throat.When she turned to face him, trying to shove her dirty thoughts aside, he leaned in and murmured.“Is that something you’re into?Would you want me more if I was a package deal?”
She tried not to gasp as the images of him and Van making love to her rushed back into her mind.After all, they were the two guys she’d lusted after lately.And they complemented each other in so many ways.
Still, she didn’t want Ollie to get the wrong idea.She knew what it was like to never feel good enough.The thought of hurting him like that was one of the things still holding her back when it felt like the universe, their friends, and her own desires kept nudging them in that direction.“You’re plenty on your own, Ollie.For me or any woman.”
He smiled then, serious for once.“Thanks.”
“But I’d be lying if I said the idea isn’t hot as hell.”She fanned her face despite winter creeping into the garage behind them.“I mean, haven’t you ever thought about having a threesome with two women?”
“Uh…” Something about the way he hesitated tipped her off.
“Hang on.Have youhada threesome before?”Kyra looked around to make sure no one had overheard her outburst, then dragged him from the shop.
This wasn’t a discussion she was ready to have in front of an audience, even if it was composed of the least judgmental people she’d met, who could also relate to being involved in complicated relationships.She led Ollie to his campervan, dashing through the flurries that had begun to drift down around them.
Somehow, it seemed easier to talk to him inside his tiny home.It was cozy and comforting and made her feel like a carefree kid on a summer trip.Almost like the world outside didn’t exist and the repercussions for what they were toying with weren’t so damn drastic.
Once inside, she stripped off her boots and outerwear before resting her hip against the counter of his kitchenette.A few feet beyond was his bed, and in the other direction the tiny bathroom, which was essentially a shower stall with a composting toilet inside.Both the driver and passenger seats were on swivel bases and currently rotated so there was a seating area up front, complete with bean bag foot rests and a compact table on a removable pole inserted between them.
Ollie had thought of nearly everything.Though the space was tight, each inch was optimized and useful.Quinn and Eli had been hounding him lately to put together a business plan that would allow the Hot Rods and Hot Rides to add van renovations and build-outs to their menu of services.He’d be perfect to head up that operation if he ever chose to abandon his salvage runs.
Kyra wiggled her fingers at Mr.Prickles, who blinked as if scolding her for her hesitation.If she balked now, they’d never discuss the possibilities hanging between them.As soon as Ollie shut the door, hung up his coat, and turned toward her, she took a deep breath and went for it.
“So…” she asked again.“You’ve had two women before?”
“Yup.”He shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal.He wasn’t bragging, simply telling her what she’d asked about.“It wasn’t anything serious.A hell of a lot of fun, though.I never made it to college, but I did once wrangle an invite to a random frat party that got kind of wild.”
“I’d think our definition ofkind ofmight be different.”Kyra gaped.
He was so unassuming.The idea of him handily pleasing not only one but two women at the same time did something to her.Made her want to find out what those lucky ladies had already learned about him and what he was like in bed.
Would they laugh as they tangled in the sheets?Would he make her feel as comfortable and secure as he did when they were in separate states watching the same videos online and making snarky comments about them over the phone late at night?Or would it be totally different once his erotic side, one she might not know as well yet, was unleashed?
“Isthatsomething you’d be into?”Ollie rubbed his chin.“I could probably find one of their numbers…”
Kyra figured she owed him some confessing of her own.“Been there, done that.Didn’t get any damn T-shirt, though.”
Now it was Ollie’s turn for some rapid mind expansion.His brows rose as he considered the secret she’d shared, one she’d never told anyone, not even Van.He took a step forward as if the knowledge drew him to her instead of scaring him away.It was like that night behind the arena, when she’d gotten a glimpse of the man he kept so tightly under wraps.The one who’d taken what they both wanted in that unforgettable moment.“That’s so sexy, Kyra.Was it a serious relationship?”
“No, it was kind of like you said.I mean, I didn’t go to college either.But being young and on the road with bands full of up-and-coming musicians who had more hormones than brains, I was around plenty of parties.One night this woman I’d been hanging out with—dancing and drinking with—came on to me.It felt worldly and, in a weird way that I now realize was probably completely false, safer than hooking up with some random guy that night.She was patient and kind and, yeah, hot as hell.I don’t think it’s what I want all the time, but I’d do it again if the right situation presented itself.”Kyra glanced up at him from beneath lowered lashes then, hoping that didn’t change his opinion of her too much.
The windows of the campervan were already steaming up from their breath.She averted her gaze and tracked a bead of condensation as it ran down the window, drawing a brighter line through the haze in its wake.
When Ollie didn’t say anything, but studied her as intently as she was monitoring the progress of water droplets on the glass, she tried to shrug it off.“I guess it’s kind of like Dane and Walker said.What’s the harm in a good old-fashioned hook up every once in a while, right?”
Except that sounded like she was hitting on him.Shit!
Wait…was she?Kyra shifted, uncomfortably aware of what her wicked thoughts and naughty memories were doing to her body.
“I suppose.If it’s not going to screw up other stuff like your ability to be friends with someone.”Ollie took another step closer, trapping her against his bed, and she realized they were wandering into dangerous territory.“Do you think it’s worth the risk for a few orgasms?”
Kyra nearly choked on her tongue as she wondered if he was asking hypothetically or because he planned to do something about it if she said yes.Of course, that kept her from responding fast enough.