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as his orgasm overtook him. Tyler’s
    cock pulsed and spewed in his lover’s hand, spraying them both with
    thick streams of his ejaculate. Gage thrust one final time before
    pulling his cock from Tyler’s dark hole. They collapsed on the bed in a tangle of limbs.

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    Sara lay awake in the darkened guest room. It wasn’t that she was
    uncomfortable—the bed was wonderful in comparison to her ancient,
    lumpy mattress at home—but the men across the hall had her mind in
    knots. It was obvious that they were trying to be quiet, but if she
    strained her ears, she could catch the occasional heated curse or
    masculine grunt. They were making love not twenty-five feet from
    her.
    She was amazed at how easily she’d come to trust them. Tyler in
    particular seemed really genuine about wanting her here, but she
    couldn’t quite figure out why. A couple of times, over the course of
    the night, he had looked at her in a way that felt oddly sensual. He
    hadn’t deliberately made a move on her, but his gaze had unsettled
    her.
    That’s stupid, isn’t it? They’re gay.
    Sara couldn’t help but wonder what it might be like to watch them
    together. The heated kiss that she had witnessed between them was
    enough to set her heart racing. She had an odd desire to sneak out into the hallway to see if they had left the door open. Instead, she closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep. It had been a long day. She had a
    headache from her collision with their truck, and she really needed to rest.
    She rubbed her legs together in an effort to release some of the
    tension that she felt. Why was listening to them such a turn-on for
    her?
    The dynamic behind their relationship wasn’t hard to figure out.
    Gage had the more dominant, serious personality of the two, and
    Tyler was the fun-loving comic relief. She was more comfortable with
    Tyler, and it was obvious that he felt right at home in the caretaker role. His sweet smile was hard to resist, and she imagined that
    confiding in him would be as easy as breathing. Gage, however,
    puzzled her. She was naturally more fearful of him, but if it really
    came down to a fight with Jeremy, she would want him on her side. A

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    man like that could be one of two things: dangerous, in a deadly kind of way, or the ultimate protector.
    They were both as sexy as sin. Their bodies were hard and tan
    from working the ranch. She could just imagine what it would be like
    to watch them touch each other, their muscles slick with sweat as they ground against each other. Another soft moan came from the room
    across the hall. Sara groaned with them.
    The house quieted down a short while later, and despite her sexual
    frustration, Sara finally fell asleep.

    * * * *

    When she woke, sunlight was pouring through the windows. The
    small clock on the nightstand glowed 10:33. Sara blinked in surprise.
    I haven’t slept this late in years.
    Not hearing anyone else in the house, she made her way down the
    stairs slowly. Gage sat alone at the kitchen table, a notepad, laptop computer, and cell phone all placed in front of him. He looked up as
    the last stair creaked under her feet.
    “Good morning,” he said. “How do you feel?”
    “Morning. I’m fine, thanks.”
    “No headache?”
    “No. I’m a little sore, but it’s nothing that won’t heal.”
    “Good. Would you like some coffee?”
    Sara brightened. The coffee smelled fantastic. “If it isn’t too much
    trouble, that would be wonderful.”
    “It’s no trouble at all,” he said. He pulled a mug down from the
    cabinet and filled it from the half-full coffee pot. “Especially because Ty made it before he left. I’m not much good in the kitchen. Cream?”
    “Yes, please.”
    Tyler had left. Sara fought the urge to panic. There was something
    very intimidating about being here alone with Gage. She accepted the
    coffee from him, but hung back on the other side of the room. It made 32
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