Tiny Dancer [Divine Creek Ranch 13] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page B

that she hadn’t fought their need to watch over her. Seeing her upset earlier wasn’t easy and his only thought had been fixing the situation for her.

Chapter Three
     
    What were you thinking, girl, agreeing to this?
    Camilla had known Quinten for more than two years. They’d worked side by side for all that time and become close. Closer than just friendly coworkers. Close, like best friends. What he thought mattered to her. But the vibe in the truck on the way to her house was completely different.
    Ben and Quinten had a lengthy private conversation before Quinten had signaled that it was time to head out. They’d gone into alpha mode when they’d seen her car. The funny thing was that when they pulled that, it usually pissed her off. It was always directed at her or something they perceived that she was doing, like dancing with her friends on the dance floor, or wearing the costumes. This time it had been in her behalf and it left her feeling unsettled. Warmth filled her cheeks and she had to admit it, if only to herself.
    I like it when they go alpha on me. I may not fully appreciate it, but I like it.
    She distracted herself by looking out the side window as they passed through the historic downtown shopping district. Luke Bryan’s “Drunk on You” played softly on the truck radio and Camilla smiled softly as she listened to the words and the beat of the song. Her dancer’s heart thrummed inside of her and even though she sat completely still, her soul danced sensually to the song.
    She looked up at the end of the song and caught Quinten watching her intently as he waited for the traffic light to turn green. In the dark truck cab, his face was lit only by the dashboard lights so it was hard to read his expression but she thought that she recognized hunger in his eyes. Working as a dancer, she was familiar with what a man looked like when he wanted to touch a woman.
    “What?”
    “I liked your costume tonight.”
    “Thank you.”
    A crooked grin appeared on his full lips. “It covered more of you than the others do.”
    “I’ll have you know I make lots of tips wearing these costumes to work. Even on weeknights I kick ass in these outfits.”
    Quinten groaned and obviously couldn’t resist replying, “I’ll have to agree with you on that one.”
    Camilla wondered if Quinten really intended to stay all night. She also pondered why they thought it was necessary. Something had shifted in her relationship with both of those men in the last few weeks. She wasn’t entirely certain if she could hold firm to her “work is work and pleasure is pleasure” philosophy. If there was an attraction happening, she wasn’t sure that it was all one-sided either.
    The fact that she was admitting an attraction to both of them should’ve been enough to scare her back behind her neatly built walls but it didn’t. She saw Grace with her men, Jack, Ethan, and Adam, all the time. She saw Teresa with Angel and Joaquin frequently. And Maya. And Lydia. And all the others. She knew ménage relationships weren’t always easy but she saw that her friends made them work. Her heart palpitated as something emotional and nearly painful pulled in her chest.
    Please stop yearning! You have plans! Dreams!
    “Hey.”
    She jumped when Quinten’s soft voice startled her. “What?”
    Quinten smiled softly. “You’re thinking pretty hard there.” He gestured out the windshield at her house. “We’re here.”
    Discomfited that she’d given too much of her feelings away, she reached for the door handle. “Well, thanks for the ride, Quinten. You really don’t have to stay. I’m a big girl.”
    A knowing look crossed Quinten’s face. “Actually you’re a tiny little thing. Ben and I just want to make sure you’re safe. He has a sixth sense about things like what happened earlier and he’s worried. We’d feel terrible if something bad happened to you.” Left unsaid but spoken clearly in the twinkle of his eyes was, You’re