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pointing to a table near the back that had a bunch of supplies set out. She started toward it, and both Scott and Leo followed. Plopping down in a chair, she motioned to each side of her. “If you’re going to be here, you can help.”
    “Sure,” Scott answered, grateful she wasn’t throwing them out on their asses. Leo pulled out the other chair and sat down. Kelly showed them what to do to fill the shakers and to replenish the sugar packets in the little holders for each table, and they all set to work. Leo glanced at him once, obviously wondering when Scott was going to speak. He let a few minutes pass and then said, “We’d like to talk about last night if that’s all right with you.”
    Kelly looked up. “So talk.”
    “We want to know how you feel about what happened.”
    “How I feel? I feel like it shouldn’t have happened.”
    Leo shifted in his seat, and Scott said a silent prayer Leo would let him continue without interrupting and freight-training the entire conversation. Setting down the salt shaker he’d just filled, he stilled Kelly’s hands and took them in his own. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of, honey. You’re an adult. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
    Kelly pulled away and gazed ahead, not meeting his eyes. “I acted like a—”
    Leo let out a growl, and Scott made a slashing motion in the air. Grabbing Kelly’s chin, he turned her face until she had no choice but to look at him. “I know what you were going to say. You were gonna say you acted like a slut, right?” At Kelly’s reluctant nod, he continued. “You did not act like a slut, and you are not a slut. Do you understand me?”
    Kelly shivered. Apparently she liked a little domination too, so he continued. Domination was more Leo’s thing than his, but at this point, he’d do whatever it took to bring about the desired result. Making his voice low and forceful, he said, “Are you listening to me, Kelly? You are not a slut. You were simply going after what you wanted. There’s not a damn thing wrong with that, and Leo and I don’t want to hear you disparaging yourself because of us.” Then, feeling a little reckless, he added, “Leo said he’d put you over his knees if you called yourself a slut, and believe me, honey, he will.”
    Kelly glanced at Leo. “You–you’d spank me?”
    “Damn right I would.” Kicking Kelly’s chair so she faced him more fully, Leo said, “What we did last night, it was a beautiful thing. There was nothing slutty or dirty about it. We’ve waited a long fucking time for this to happen and we’re not going to let you belittle it. You got me?” Kelly nodded, swallowing thickly. “Now let’s get these done so you can go home. We worked you out pretty good last night and you can probably use a good night’s sleep.” Scott raised an eyebrow and Leo glowered at him. “What, you’re the only one who’s allowed to be a nice guy? What am I, some insensitive prick?”
    Kelly reached out and stroked the side of his face briefly before seeming to realize what she was doing and snatching her hand back. “You’re not an insensitive prick.”
    Leo smiled at her, and Scott watched as Kelly’s nipples peaked behind her T-shirt. “We should let you get home,” he said, and the spell was broken. They went back to their tasks, and the conversation turned to their schedule for the upcoming week. They were leaving after practice tomorrow for a game in Ottawa and then returning to face the New York Rangers the next night.
    By the time all the shakers had been filled and the other closing chores done, Kelly looked exhausted. Just being in close proximity to her had put his cock on high alert, but he knew they had to let her go home. He and Leo walked Kelly to her car, and since the angle of her car blocked the view of them from the road, he took the opportunity to grab her and sink into her mouth, needing to feel even that small connection to her. She was obviously surprised, but she