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to her about her mixed-up feelings things would have been different. Or maybe not.
    “We’ll take you home if that’s what you really want.” Wes stepped closer until she was penned in with him on one side of her and Remy on the other.
    Wes cupped the side of her face and leaned toward her. He wasn’t going to kiss her, was he? He couldn’t. His brother had just kissed her.
    But he was and he did. Wes’ lips weren’t as rough as Remy’s, but his kiss was no less intense. She tasted the beer he’d drunk at the bar, but beyond that was the taste of rising desire, of Wes. They both kissed better than any other man she’d ever known, but each was unique to the man doing the kissing.
    Even as he devoured her, nibbling at her lips before he consumed them, there was a gentleness, a subtlety about him that Remy lacked. Neither was better. They were just different.
    Cherry didn’t know what to think, what to do. And then it was out of her hands as her body took over, ignoring her brain screaming for her to stop this madness before it went any further. She leaned into the kiss, tasting his tongue, following it when it retreated until it was she who was exploring his mouth.
    He didn’t touch her other than where their mouths met and she found herself wanting to rub her body against his. It was the lure of the forbidden, the promise of a hard, hot male body. And it was almost impossible to resist.
    It was Wes who broke the embrace, but she wasn’t the only one breathing heavy. He didn’t look to be in much better shape than she did.
    “Come home with us.” Remy’s voice was thick with desire, with lust, and sent a shiver of longing through her.
    “Let us take care of you.” Wes hooked a stray curl behind her ear. “Let us pleasure you.”
    Cherry swallowed hard. For ten long years she’d wondered if she’d done the right thing by leaving. She’d questioned her decision, but hadn’t known what else to do.
    What was waiting for her at the ranch? And empty house. Empty dreams.
    Maybe it was time to deal with the Smith brothers once and for all. If she had them, maybe she could get them out of her system and move on, have a fresh start in life. Once she tied up the loose ends of her father’s estate and sold the ranch she’d never be back.
    Cherry ignored the way her heart clutched at the thought of never coming home again. But this wasn’t home anymore. Was it? Her life and her business were in Boston.
    No, it was time to be an adult. If she gave into the explosive attraction between her and Wes and Remy maybe she could move forward in life. She knew she was guilty of comparing all the men she’d dated over the years to them. Even when they were teenagers they were more manly than most men she knew—tough, determined, honest and not afraid of hard work. They didn’t play games, which made the whole idea of the two of them wanting her even more intriguing.
    But Cherry didn’t want to delve any deeper than the physical. She didn’t want to go home alone, didn’t want to shoulder the heartache and demands of her father’s death. Tonight, she wanted to forget all her troubles and what better way to do it than in the arms of two handsome men who both wanted her.
    “Okay, I’ll go. But just for tonight.”
    She thought Wes might object, but Remy silenced his brother with little more than a sharp glance.
    “Okay,” Remy agreed. Butterflies filled her stomach and, for a moment, she wondered if she’d lost her ever-loving mind.
    Wes dropped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her against his side. “Let’s get your keys and lock up the truck. We’ll come back in the morning and see if we can fix what’s wrong. If we can’t get it going we’ll tow it into town and have it looked at.”
    Both men were incredibly efficient and before she knew it, Cherry was seated between them on the bench seat of their truck. The darkness of the night closed in around them as the miles clicked by. They didn’t speak,