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thigh, he never heard Patrick return. Didn't hear the telltale thump of his big feet on the smooth staircase or the normal groaning and shifting of wood when he stepped on that spot just at the end of the bed, feet from the bathroom. No, it wasn't until Patrick spoke, that he realized his long-time lover had come home.
    "What do we have here?"
    Daniel froze and he felt Gina grow tense beneath his hands. He could only imagine the picture they presented to Patrick with Daniel on his knees, between Gina's plump thighs as she breathed deep. Patrick wouldn't know it was from pain and not pleasure that had her moaning. He wouldn't be able to see the towel pressed firmly between her legs, shielding her from his view. They hadn't ever actually discussed whether they'd “be” with Gina individually, they'd only talked of the possibility of bringing her into their relationship. Shit.
    Daniel rocked back on his heels and prepared to face Patrick when his lover's hand slapped him on the shoulder. “Damn. You had me there, Danny. I thought maybe I was going to get to watch the two of you together and find that you're only helping her get cleaned up."
    He stared at Patrick as if he'd grown two heads.
    Patrick looked confused. “What?” Patrick's gaze darted between him and Gina and the man had to notice her “I'd like to kick your ass” look. “Well, not just cleaning her up, but ya know… Gina, you get it, right? I thought I'd get to witness a little ac…” Patrick's attention settled on Daniel. “There's obviously something I've missed and I'm digging myself deep, huh?"
    Gina answered for him. “Not at all. I had just asked Daniel if he'd like a little Gina for dinner and you interrupted him. So, Daniel, care for some Gina tonight? I hear I'm great with a glass of Merlot.” She brought her knee down fast and nearly clipped him in the chin. He shot to his feet and stood next to his lover and she hopped to the floor, wincing when her feet connected with the tile. “You two wouldn't have a nice bottle hidden around her somewhere, would you?” She winked and smiled.
    He spoke up. “Tell you what, uh, why don't you finish cleaning up, take a shower if you'd like to get clean, and we'll figure out something for dinner. It's the least we can do since Andy ran you up a tree.” And we want to spend more time with you , he silently added. Patrick opened his mouth and Daniel slung his arm over his shoulders, squeezing just a smidge too hard. “We'll see you in a few."

Chapter Four
     
    And ‘mans thought she was a freak. Dayum. Those two were all over the charts and had her tagging along behind them like a damned puppy, which pissed her off even more considering she was of the feline persuasion. She went from appreciative, to excited, to pissed and then settled on frustrated when Patrick finally showed up. Of course, he just pushed her back to being a testy bitch and managed to confuse her even more. Men.
    But these were men with a gorgeous bathroom whose dog had caused her grievous injury. Okay, not so grievous since the scratches would heal by morning, but she wasn't going to let them in on that little secret. Then again, Patrick already knew. Whether he remembered or not was another story, which had been good for Gina until she developed a Texas-sized crush on her boss… and his boyfriend. Damn them for getting her all confused with their teasing and quick changes.
    Gina finished toweling off and slipped into the shorts and t-shirt Patrick left her before he went downstairs with Daniel. She had to admit, taking a nice hot shower and rinsing away the dirt and tree bits did improve her mood. A little. And the clothes they left were one hundred percent cotton and that pleased her inner cat to no end. The beastie hated synthetics. The smell… She shuddered. Gross. Plus, the boxers meant that hopefully her tail wouldn't be making an appearance. All she had to do was sit through a nice “I'm sorry” dinner, wait for her dress