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“Daddy said he’d make me kettle corn, it’s my favorite. But I can’t wait until it’s done to hear what’s going on. Did Huxley ask you to be his girlfriend? Or did you sleep together? It’s been so long!”

Tamsyn rolled her eyes and took another sip of wine. “Just because you and Reid got engaged after only knowing each other for a week doesn’t mean everyone else falls in instalove, okay?”

“Whatever, this is all your fault. Now spill, what’s going on?”

She gave her friend a rundown of the flogging, and how Hux had taken his shirt off and the sexy times that had followed. Which yes, were juicy tidbits that Maddie relished, but she was just getting to the part that she thought her BFF would really be excited about.

“Hux asked me to come to his house instead of the club.”

“Ooo, yes! That definitely means he wants to have, like,romanticsex with you.”

Tamsyn laughed and crunched some more popcorn. “I don’t know about that. This isn’t some kinky fairytale and Prince Charming is bringing me home to his castle complete with dungeon. He specifically said his brother was going to be there. Like, not with headphones on playing a video game or whatever.Therethere.”

“Oh. My. Goodness. Where the heckin’ heck is my popcorn? This is too good.”

She could picture her friend cross-legged on the ugly plaid couch in the living room of the house she now shared with Reid, probably bouncing on the worn cushions and the hand that wasn’t clutching the phone to her ear pressed to her cheek.

“So you’re going to fuck the twins? Or more accurately, get fucked by the twins?”

“Language, darlin’,” Reid chided in the background.

“Sorry, Daddy!” her friend sing-songed before turning her attention back to Tamsyn. “But that’s what that means, right? You’re going to have a special edition, extra dirty, ménage àtwins?”

Maddie was definitely funnier since she’d been with Reid. It was probably easier to have a sense of humor when you were deliriously happy with your new daddy than when you were still mired in grief. Yes, Maddie still missed her first love and probably would forever and ever, but it didn’t seem to consume her the same way it had before she met Reid.

“I swear to god you will never be allowed to meet them if you’re going to use that term.”

“But it’s accurate!”

“Also funny,” Tamsyn conceded, sliding a finger along the rim of her wine glass. “So, yes, I think so.”

“I am going to need a full report, I can’t even imagine.”

The truth was, neither could she. At least not without her brain short-circuiting. She, plain old Tamsyn Yates from boring ass Penshaw, Ohio, was going to be in the middle of a Foster-Webb twins sandwich? Unreal.

But aside from telling Maddie about her stellar bedroom fun prospects, there was something else she wanted to discuss, perhaps even more than getting double-stuffed by a former congressman and his backroom deal brother. Although if Lowell was fond of backrooms, was he also fond of backdoors? She silently laughed at herself.

“I’m guessing it will be quite the experience.”

“But?”

Yeah, Maddie always knew when she wasn’t telling the whole story, even when they talked on the phone. And in her gentle like a cute but spiky cactus way, poke her to spill everything.

“Oh, wait, my popcorn is here. Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, little girl. Hope you’re having fun with Tamsyn.”

She could imagine Reid pressing a kiss to Maddie’s forehead and wondered what it would be like to have a man dote on her like that. The idea of it was nice in a thought-bubble, day dream kinda way, but she couldn’t imagine having a daddy all the time like Maddie did. It was beside the point anyhow.

Besides when they were in scene, she didn’t call HuxDaddyand he didn’t call herlittle girland he hadn’t pressed her about it or even asked. Maybe he’d decided she was a lost cause? Which she was, because she was a middle and not a little, but—

“Okay, I’m back now,” Maddie announced, sounding like she’d stuffed an entire fistful of kettle corn into her mouth. “So what about that but?”

What about it indeed.

“I’m not sure if this is just about sex.”

“That does not sound terrible?” Maddie ventured, sounding confused. And with good reason.


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