were never letting her go again. She was their woman, and they were about to stake their claim.
Chapter 3
Daria wanted to argue, but she had not yet come up with a valid one to offer. Instead, she took a deep breath and released it on a sigh as she relaxed into Gage’s side. For now, she would let Roman and Gage take her in. Once the dust settled in a couple of weeks or so, she would find a place of her own and begin the overwhelming task of rebuilding her life. In the meantime, she just had to remember that these two men were off-limits, even if Roman had kissed her as if he wanted to swallow her whole. After all, they were gay and totally committed to one another. There was no room in their life, or their bed, for her.
And the last thing she wanted was to come between them.
Closing her eyes, she forced her brain to disengage and tried not to think of anything. She drifted with the soft jazz music on the radio until a light flashed on. She stiffened but did not open her eyes, not wanting to face the hard things to come.
“Daria, are you asleep?” Gage asked as he gave her a one-armed hug.
She blinked several times as she straightened. They had arrived. The truck was now parked in the detached, oversized two-car garage at the back of their yard.
“Come here, baby girl,” Gage said once he had climbed down from the tall truck.
Daria nodded and handed him her messenger bag, which he hooked over one shoulder. She moved across the seat, and he caught her as she slid out. He hugged her tight to his chest with her feet several inches from the ground for several long seconds before lowering her. Daria thought she felt his cock stiffen and grow against her belly, then chastised herself for such wishful thinking. He belonged to Roman. There could never be anything between them no matter how much she wished differently.
Once her feet landed on the garage floor, she tried to step back, but Gage would not let her go. When she tried again and still he would not release her, she looked up and stared into his gentle sky-blue eyes that held a heat she had never before seen in them.
She thought he wanted to kiss her, but before he made a move, Roman joined them. Gage looked from her to Roman then slowly released her and stepped back.
Roman turned her to face him and settled his hard, warm hands on her shoulders. She look up into his dark chocolate brown eyes and found herself caught up in a heat that was different than Gage’s and yet at the same time so very similar.
“Consider this your home now,” he said. A thread of something in his voice melted any will to argue she might have had. One hand stroked down her back, not stopping when he reached her waist but going all the way down and over the curve of her ass. “We’re Mrs. Stone’s kids. We stick together. Understand?”
Looking deeper, she thought she saw more than just brotherly caring. Could that be male-female attraction? Could they be interested? Both of them? Would they make her choose between them, because she was not sure she could.
“Yes…no…I don’t know,” she replied honestly, not able to get her brain to focus on anything but the hunger that was growing in her heart and in her pussy. She did not even care which one wanted her; she would take either one.
“That’s okay, baby girl, you will.”
Roman hugged her for longer than normal before releasing her and stepping back. A look at Gage had the other man moving in to hug her as well. She took several deep breaths to keep from falling apart again. She needed to be strong and stand on her own two feet. She could not allow these two wonderful men to coddle her from the reality that she owned nothing and had nowhere to go.
“Come on, little one. Let’s go inside, and I’ll fix you a sandwich.” Gage stepped back then took her hand in his.
Daria shrugged and crossed the grass to the house beside him. Roman walked on her other side. For a second she felt important, like a movie star with two