hithomewhenBenlookedaway,strugglingtocomeupwithananswer.Eventually,heshrugged.
“IguessIjustthinkit’simportantwetalkaboutwhat’sgoingon.”
“Whywon’tyouletthisgo?”
BenrolledontohissideandlaidhisheadonGarrett’sthigh.“Becauseit’stoolatetoletitgo.You candenyitallyouwantbutIknowyouwerethinkingofherwhileyouwerefuckingme.”
Garrettdidn’twanttoadmithewasright.“Wereyouthinkingabouther?”
“Yeah…butnotthewholetime.”
“Andyoudon’tfeelguilty?”Hesureashelldid.
“No,becausethinkingaboutherdidn’tweakenmyreactiontoyou.Ifanything,itmadeitstronger.
Iwantedyousobad,Icouldn’tthinkstraight.”
Garrettunderstoodthatwellenough.He’djustgonethroughtheexactsamethinghimself.
“Thisisn’tjustabouther.It’salsoaboutus.”BenlookedupintoGarrett’sface.
“Howso?”
“Askyourself,whenwasthelasttimeawomanturnedyouon?”
Garrettshrugged.“Ithappenseveryonceinawhile,butnotoften.AndIneveractonit.”
Bennodded.“Samehere.Butit’sdifferentwithDawn,don’tyouthink?”
“It’sthefirsttimeI’veeverwantedtohavesexwithsomebodyelseotherthanyou,ifthat’swhat youmean.”Garrett’sgazefocusedonthefarwallratherthanonBen.Hecouldn’tlookhimintheeye.
Beingthistruthfuldidn’tcomeeasy.
“That’sexactlywhatImean.Andwhatdoyouthinkweshoulddoaboutit?”
“Nothing.”
“Don’tyouthinkweshouldexplorethistogether,findoutwhatitmeans?”
“How?”
Bensatupandleanedintotheheadboard,hisshoulderpressedagainstGarrett’s.“Iknowyou’re notthatstupid.Weseduceher.”
“Hangonaminute,whenthehelldidwecomethatconclusion?Besides,whatmakesyouthink thatwouldwork?”
“Itmightnot,butwhatifitdid?Doesn’tthethoughtofbothofustakinghertogetherturnyouon, evenalittle?”
Garrett’sbodyansweredforhimwhenhecouldn’tbringhimselftoutterthewords.Hiscockgot painfullyhard,andtherewasn’ttheslightestchanceinhellBenwouldn’tnotice.
“Ithinkwehaveawinner,”Bensaid,grabbingGarrett’shandandplacingitonanerectionofhis own.
ChapterFive
Dawn finished her cocktail, aware she was probably drinking too fast. Two days after her unnervingencounterwiththegorgeousGarrettandhispartner,Ben,shestillhadn’tmanagedtogether frazzlednervesorlibidoundercontrol.Suddenly,theideaofsubjectingherselftoanightofstaringat hardbodies,gleamingmuscles,andsexysmiles,didn’tseemlikesuchagoodidea,buttherestofthe girls had seemed dead set on seeing the show. It was the perfect venue for Jen’s official bachelorette party, and the management had arranged a little surprise for Jen after the show. Dawn cast a nervous glanceherway,hopingtheyweren’tjustgoingtocauseJenmoreproblemswithherfiancé.Ithadtaken everybitofeffortthatDawnandherfriendscouldmustertoconvinceJennottotellAlan.Jenclaimed he wouldn’t mind, but Dawn suspected he’d make sure Jen didn’t enjoy herself by pouting about it beforehand.
Aloudchorusofcatcalls,whistles,andgiggleswentupfromthepeoplecrowdedintothecabaret barlocatedintheheartofCowboyCity.Dawnswiveledinherseattostareupatthestage.Standingin thecenter,framedinaspotlight,wasagorgeousguy,dressedinacowboyhat,skintightjeans,leather chaps,bootswithlethal-lookingspurs,andasmile.
“Good evening, ladies and gentleman. Welcome to Buck Naked and Bareback Night at the RoughridersSaloon.Theshow’sabouttostart,somakesureyourglassesarefull.”
ThesoundofachampagnecorkpoppingjustbehindhermadeDawnjump,andsheturnedtofind JuliegrinninglikeaCheshirecatasshesplashedwineintothetrayofglassesthatDawnhadn’tnoticed arrive.
“Drink up!” Julie handed the glasses around, and everyone drained theirs except for Dawn. She tookasipandtriedtogiveJenareassuringsmilewhensheaskedwhatwaswrong.
“I’mjusttired.Youknowme.Ican’tsleepinastrangebed.”
“I’musuallythesame,butthebedsherearesocomfythatI’veneversleptsowell.Atleast,Isleep wellwhenAlanstopscallingmetentimesanhour.”
Dawnswalloweddowntheurgetogiveashoutof“hallelujah!”WasJenfinallystartingtorealize what an almighty pain in the ass Alan was? The urge to celebrate was replaced by a