too, but that was just to take the edge off her temper…or so she told herself.
She was on her way to forgiving and forgetting the incident when Clint scared the shit out of her in the kitchen while she was making icing to drizzle over the cinnamon bread. His arrogance had lit the fire under her mad again out in the barn. Between Dalton’s open flirting, Clint’s arrogance, and Tanner’s brooding, she was piping hot and ready to blow by dinnertime. Half mad and half horny didn’t make a good combination when she had to face off with all of them.
The three men came out of the barn as a unit, and Zoey felt her lungs tighten and her mouth go dry as she stood on the front porch watching them saunter toward her, laughing as brothers. Clint’s appearance in Stone River wasn’t all that much of a surprise to Tanner and Dalton.
He was the youngest, but he was slightly taller than Tanner and Dalton, although it was hard to tell when he was the only one without a hat on. Ever since he hit puberty he had been good looking, but he had aged to perfection after high school, and she was honestly shocked that he hadn’t made it big in Hollywood.
Seeing the trio all together, she instantly had thoughts of a wild group orgy. She could envision them stripping her down right here on the front porch and having their wicked way with her.
Good grief, Rachel’s four husbands have s kewed my sense of reality .
Even though her panties were damp and her nipples were aching, she forced a frown to her face and crossed her arms over her chest. The three men quieted when they drew closer to her. Clint had a wicked grin on his face, Dalton looked slightly confused by her annoyance, and Tanner just refused to meet her gaze.
“So it’s one big happy family then?” she asked in the bratty tone she knew irritated Tanner.
Clint threw an arm around each brother’s shoulders and laughed. “Yep, come on over here and we’ll have a group hug, angel.”
Zoey rolled her eyes and spun around to go back in the house.
“Even better, I like it when you walk away from me. Then I get to see that ripe ass,” Clint called out. His gasp of pain when one of his brothers—probably Tanner—elbowed him in the gut, gave Zoey a small measure of satisfaction. “Fuck you too, Skipper. You don’t have to maim me because you have a hard-on for her too.”
She made her legs move a little faster as a hot blush stole up her cheeks. The idea of any one of the three brothers having a hard-on for her drove her body temperature sky high. The sensation of Tanner’s cock against her belly was scorched into her brain, and she couldn’t stop herself from wondering about the size of his brothers erections.
As she went to lift the heavy pot of chili from the stove, she felt warmth at her back, and two muscular arms stopped her. Looking over her shoulder, she found Dalton inches from her backside, and she let out a little gasp. “I got it, Zoey. Sit down.”
His lips just barely brushed by her ear before she ducked under his arm and hurried to carry the bread to the table. Clint had taken the seat next to hers, and Tanner was at the head of the table, which left Dalton to sit across from her. She was surrounded by the three of them again, and it made her head swim a bit.
“So, Zoey, how did you end up living at the Triple T?” Clint asked as he reached for her bowl and dished chili into it as if he did it every day. She stared at the bowl for a moment of pure fascination before remembering her manners and thanking him.
“It’s a long story,” she said noncommittally while helping herself to a slice of bread.
“I have nothing but time,” Clint answered with a laugh right before sinking his teeth into his bread. He moaned with pleasure and she smiled at his reaction. Arrogant ass or not, she liked seeing people enjoy her cooking.
“A developer bought the building I was living in, forcing me to look for a new place, and then my mom stole all of my money so
She was on her way to forgiving and forgetting the incident when Clint scared the shit out of her in the kitchen while she was making icing to drizzle over the cinnamon bread. His arrogance had lit the fire under her mad again out in the barn. Between Dalton’s open flirting, Clint’s arrogance, and Tanner’s brooding, she was piping hot and ready to blow by dinnertime. Half mad and half horny didn’t make a good combination when she had to face off with all of them.
The three men came out of the barn as a unit, and Zoey felt her lungs tighten and her mouth go dry as she stood on the front porch watching them saunter toward her, laughing as brothers. Clint’s appearance in Stone River wasn’t all that much of a surprise to Tanner and Dalton.
He was the youngest, but he was slightly taller than Tanner and Dalton, although it was hard to tell when he was the only one without a hat on. Ever since he hit puberty he had been good looking, but he had aged to perfection after high school, and she was honestly shocked that he hadn’t made it big in Hollywood.
Seeing the trio all together, she instantly had thoughts of a wild group orgy. She could envision them stripping her down right here on the front porch and having their wicked way with her.
Good grief, Rachel’s four husbands have s kewed my sense of reality .
Even though her panties were damp and her nipples were aching, she forced a frown to her face and crossed her arms over her chest. The three men quieted when they drew closer to her. Clint had a wicked grin on his face, Dalton looked slightly confused by her annoyance, and Tanner just refused to meet her gaze.
“So it’s one big happy family then?” she asked in the bratty tone she knew irritated Tanner.
Clint threw an arm around each brother’s shoulders and laughed. “Yep, come on over here and we’ll have a group hug, angel.”
Zoey rolled her eyes and spun around to go back in the house.
“Even better, I like it when you walk away from me. Then I get to see that ripe ass,” Clint called out. His gasp of pain when one of his brothers—probably Tanner—elbowed him in the gut, gave Zoey a small measure of satisfaction. “Fuck you too, Skipper. You don’t have to maim me because you have a hard-on for her too.”
She made her legs move a little faster as a hot blush stole up her cheeks. The idea of any one of the three brothers having a hard-on for her drove her body temperature sky high. The sensation of Tanner’s cock against her belly was scorched into her brain, and she couldn’t stop herself from wondering about the size of his brothers erections.
As she went to lift the heavy pot of chili from the stove, she felt warmth at her back, and two muscular arms stopped her. Looking over her shoulder, she found Dalton inches from her backside, and she let out a little gasp. “I got it, Zoey. Sit down.”
His lips just barely brushed by her ear before she ducked under his arm and hurried to carry the bread to the table. Clint had taken the seat next to hers, and Tanner was at the head of the table, which left Dalton to sit across from her. She was surrounded by the three of them again, and it made her head swim a bit.
“So, Zoey, how did you end up living at the Triple T?” Clint asked as he reached for her bowl and dished chili into it as if he did it every day. She stared at the bowl for a moment of pure fascination before remembering her manners and thanking him.
“It’s a long story,” she said noncommittally while helping herself to a slice of bread.
“I have nothing but time,” Clint answered with a laugh right before sinking his teeth into his bread. He moaned with pleasure and she smiled at his reaction. Arrogant ass or not, she liked seeing people enjoy her cooking.
“A developer bought the building I was living in, forcing me to look for a new place, and then my mom stole all of my money so
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