Picture Perfect
so graphic a position, but he’d certainly been in the room before and heard the sounds that indicated what might be going on, but he’d just ignored it and gone back to sleep.
    Of course, none of those girls had been Victoria.
    This was not at all the same. Goddamn it, he wanted to feel the same amused indifference, but he just…
didn’t.
    “This is your house. You don’t have to be sorry.” Victoria said in a strangled voice, “Ross, hand me your shirt or something.”
    “Why?” His brother didn’t move. “I’m willing to bet my half of this ranch that Wade’s really admiring the view. Remember our earlier conversation about him?”
    What conversation? Wade had managed to turn his leaden feet to leave, but he halted, giving his brother a sharp look. He’d wondered more than once if Ross didn’t sense how he felt about Victoria. His older brother had even asked him about it in a roundabout way once, but he’d just been evasive because he was guilty as charged.
    Victoria didn’t say anything, just stared at Ross, who reached out to circle one perfect pink nipple with a fingertip. “How,” he asked in a husky voice, “adventurous are you feeling, Tori?”
    “Ross!” Her gaze flicked back to where Wade stood. It about did him in when she whispered, “You can’t be serious.”
    * * * *
    This was a risk, but then again, the old adage “nothing ventured, nothing gained” seemed appropriate. The more Ross thought about it, the more sense it made to him, but it needed to make sense to Victoria.
    Damn, she was so gorgeous with her honey-colored hair around her shoulders and that kickass body sprawled naked next to him. But as good as the sex was, he’d enjoyed just as much the conversation over they’d had over dinner, and every time she laughed or just looked at him his heart tripped over itself. This wasn’t just about sex.
    Ross knew he was in love with her. Deeply. It was different from anything he’d ever felt for a woman before.
    The trouble was, Wade was involved, too, and he knew his younger brother. He didn’t do anything halfway. He’d always been that way—all or nothing.
    Two brothers into the same woman spelled trouble usually, but in their case, did it have to?
    It seemed a simple equation. Victoria enjoyed sex, so shouldn’t two lovers be better than one? Wade was obviously dying to fuck her, though he was too old-fashioned to ever put it that way, but Ross had seen the look on his brother’s face a moment ago. As for himself, it was a double bonus if she agreed because not only did he find the idea of watching sexy as hell, but it solved the very real problem of getting Wade to agree to ask her to move in.
    It was unconventional maybe, but as long as there was no jealousy involved, Ross had come to the conclusion that what they did was their own business.
    “What exactly are you asking?” Victoria’s smooth skin still held a flush from her recent orgasm, and beneath his light touch, her body quivered.
    He knew her pretty well after seven months, and there was a flare of excitement in her beautiful eyes he didn’t miss. “Ever thought about it?” he asked without explaining because he guessed she understood perfectly what he was suggesting. “I would think every woman might have
that
secret fantasy. This is all about you, Tori. I know you find him attractive.”“Of course I do. He looks almost exactly like you,” she retorted, but she hadn’t done a thing to cover her nudity.
    Yeah, she’d thought about it.
    “I happen to be standing right here,” Wade interjected into the conversation. But, Ross noticed, his brother hadn’t left the room, either.
    “It wouldn’t make me jealous,” he told her, leaning forward to touch her smooth cheek and looking into those midnight blue eyes. “I promise. Anyone else, yes, but not Wade.”
“I—”
    “When I saw the two of you together in the barn, it turned me on,” he admitted bluntly.
    Her eyes widened. Was she just
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