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wanted more.
Needed more, but neither of them had said anything. Maybe they didn’t want her
after all? For the first time ever, Blake had treated her like more than a
client. She needed to know if he felt more for her than she’d realised.
    She
sipped her whiskey. Because she sure felt a lot more for him than just
friendship. Than just lust even. Maybe that kiss had slipped her over into the
realms of love. And maybe she was starting to feel the same way about Walker.
So different, yet so appealing. Both of them called to the different sides of
her. Walker to the outrageous, flirty rock chick and Blake, to the quiet,
sensitive side.
    Ebony
sighed and drained her whiskey. All this would be a lot easier if she wasn’t
suffering from the worst case of writer’s block ever. It was no wonder she
couldn’t figure out what she wanted.
    Walker
came back in and bolted the door. “Christ, it’s still cold in here.” He looked
over at her. “You warm enough?”
    She
nodded dumbly. Suddenly she was on fire. He shucked off his jacket, revealing a
bit of taut skin above the waistband on his jeans. How she longed to lay her
tongue there and lick down, down, down until…
    Blake
strolled into the living area and dusted his hands off his jeans. “All done. Is
everything okay out there?” he asked Walker.
    “Yep.”
Walker pressed his thumbs into his belt loops drawing Ebony’s attention to
where she’d just been dreaming of kissing.
    She
knew from experience that the bulge in those worn jeans was no optical illusion.
She’d felt his hardness press against her when he kissed her and she was dying
to see it in the flesh.
    “So…”
Blake threw himself beside her, his size and the heat of him threatening to
drown her in a puddle of lust, “you hungry?”
    She
just managed to croak out a ‘no.’ They’d eaten on their way up to the lake and
pretty much any remaining appetite had disappeared as soon as she stepped into
the cabin and realised she’d be all alone with them.
    “Tired?”
    “Not
really.” She dropped her glass on the side table and chewed her thumb. “What’s
the sleeping arrangements?”
    “There’s
only one room. One of us will sleep here by the door, the other in your room,”
Blake told her matter-of-factly.
    God,
did he realise how much the thought of one of them in her room made her heart
pound? Her entire body heated at the thought. Problem was, she didn’t want just
one of them in her room.
    “Only
one of you?” she quipped but the teasing tone became lost as both men stared at
her.
    The
heavy thud of her heart pounded in her ears and her mouth grew dry. Blake and
Walker exchanged a look and Walker grinned.
    “It
could be the two of us…” he said carefully, “but that depends on you.”
    “Depends
on what?” she asked breathlessly.
    “Depends
on what you want. Depends if you can handle both of us…in your bedroom,” Blake
murmured in her ear.
    Surprised
by Blake’s forwardness, the words sent a tingle through her and she stiffened.
Her heart beat triple time now. Wordlessly, she climbed off the couch and
strode past Walker, aware of both men’s gaze upon her. Turning in the doorway
to the bedroom, she paused and rested her hands on the doorframe.
    “I…I
think I need both of you in my bedroom tonight.”
    Oh
God, she was really going to do this. Blake rose from the couch and Walker took
a step forward. Both of them took on a look of predators. Strong, tense, eyes
dark. Gulping and pulling on her outrageous side, she let go of the doorframe
and pulled at the hem of her top. Both men seemed to freeze as she pulled the
top off, shaking out her hair. Then came her leather pants, leaving her in
nothing but a tiny electric blue thong and matching bra.
    The
sound of heavy exhales rang through the log cabin and finally both men
approached. Ebony found herself shrinking away into the bedroom, even as her
pussy pulsed at being surrounded by so much masculinity. They were still an