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but Wes held her right hand tight in his, while Remy held her left.
    What in the name of God had she agreed to?
    As if sensing her growing nerves, Wes gave her fingers a quick squeeze.
    Cherry took a deep breath and tried to relax. She’d agreed to go home with them, which meant she’d agreed to make love with both of them. No, not love. She’d consented to have sex with them. Hot, pounding, mind-blowing sex. That was all it was, all it could be.
    And that was all she wanted. Wasn’t it?
     

Chapter Three
     
    Remy worried on the drive back to their ranch. Never had the ride seemed so long. He kept waiting for Cherry to change her mind and demand to be taken home. He still couldn’t believe she was here, that she’d agreed to go home with them.
    His cock was hard as a fence post and had been since he’d kissed her, and the condition showed no sign of abating anytime soon. He wanted to take his time, to kiss and lick and taste every square inch of Cherry’s body, but feared the first time they came together would be hard and fast. Once he’d taken the edge off his lust he could take his time.
    They had all night. And, if he had his way, a lot longer.
    Cherry had agreed only to one night, but he intended it to be more than that and knew Wes felt the same. They’d take whatever she would give them and build on that. They were good at making plans and seeing things through, at finding ways to make them work.
    And this was the most important night of their lives. Cherry the most important goal they’d ever tried to achieve. They wanted her in their lives. Permanently.
    Remy was ready to do whatever it took to make that happen.
    He turned off the main road and started down the gravel road to the ranch. They hit a bump and Cherry fell against him before righting herself. He wouldn’t have minded if she’d stayed cuddled against him.
    He could still taste her on his lips. The kiss was everything he’d thought it would be and more. Even better than it had been when they were teenagers—more explosive, more powerful, more consuming. He sure as hell hadn’t lived like a monk all these years, but nothing he’d ever experienced equaled what he felt when he kissed Cherry.
    Remy pulled in behind the box-shaped, two-story farmhouse and shut off the truck. The headlights went out, leaving only the porch light illuminating the yard. Two furry shapes stood on the back porch watching them with tails wagging. “That’s Bourbon and Whiskey.”
    “Seriously?” Cherry asked. “You named your dogs after liquor?”
    Wes chuckled. “Yup. I favor bourbon and Remy prefers whiskey.”
    Remy climbed out and both dogs came running toward him, tails wagging, bodies wiggling. “They’re a mix between German Shepherd Dog and retriever. Bourbon is the one with the darker coat.”
    Cherry slid out on Wes’ side of the vehicle and came around to see the dogs. Remy was grateful to the mutts for breaking the tension. Cherry had always loved animals and it seemed that hadn’t changed.
    “Oh, they’re gorgeous.” She bent down and put out her hand. Both dogs pushed their noses against her palm. Seemed even their dogs were falling under her spell.
    “They’re so friendly.” She crooned to the two dogs as she rubbed them behind their ears. Both animals gave little groans of pleasure.
    “Usually they’re a little more reserved.” Wes gave both dogs a quick scrub. “They like you.”
    Remy gave a command and both dogs reluctantly trotted back to the porch, glancing back to make sure they were following. “Let’s go inside.”
    Now that she was here, the butterflies in Cherry’s stomach were all doing backflips. It was easy to think about having sex with two handsome men. I mean, it was a fantasy a lot of women had but never had the opportunity to fulfill, right? And here she was with the perfect situation handed to her.
    But the reality of it was far different. She’d never been easy with sex. Her only two partners were men