Riptide [Kismet Cove] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Susan Hayes

and then argue with me. You’re beautiful. You have two men standing right here who are very much in agreement on that topic, so you’re already outvoted.”
    That sweet blush crept up Jess’s cheeks again and Evan felt his cock swell in response. He couldn’t wait to teach Jess just how lovely he and Rory though she was.
    Rory dropped a kiss to the crown of Jess’s hair and told her, “You’ve got gorgeous hair. It’s like moonlight dancing on the ocean.”
    Evan’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. Moonlight on the ocean? He wanted to interrupt and ask Rory who he was and what he’d done with the real Rory Frazier. Still, if Rory could keep up the charm, maybe they would have a shot at convincing Jess they were serious about wanting her in their lives.

Chapter 8
     
    Jess sat in her chair and watched in appreciation as the two men cleared the table. She’d tried to do it herself, but they’d each laid a gentle hand on her shoulders and guided her back to her chair.
    “You cook, we clear,” they’d said at almost the same time, and she’d been too busy laughing to try to argue. The wine had been excellent, and she could still feel the slight buzz she’d picked up after her third glass. They’d tucked into the meal with relish, and she suspected she was glowing from all the compliments that had accompanied the meal.
    Or it could be I’m glowing because I am having dinner with two of the hottest men I’ve ever seen, and both of them have made it very clear they want to date me. Together.
    Evan went to put the cling-wrapped leftovers into the fridge and she watched his face light up as he spotted desert.
    “You got lemon tarts from Sandy’s Bakery? Score! I get dibs.” He pulled out the tray and nearly ran back to the table with Rory close behind him.
    “How can you possibly still be hungry?” she asked them both as Rory reappeared at the table, too, already reaching for one of the éclairs.
    “You two just hang on a second and I’ll grab us some plates. Oh! I was going to make us some peppermint schnapps hot-chocolates, too, if you two think you’ll have room?”
    She grinned at the instant reaction she got from the two of them as they both looked up from their dessert selections to nod enthusiastically.
    “We’ll have room,” Rory declared.
    “Want a hand?” Evan offered as Jess got to her feet.
    “You’ve done more than you should have already, considering you’re my guests. You sit down and relax. I’ve got this.”
    Jess brought a few plates to the table and then made quick work of combining all the ingredients and setting it on the stove to heat. She set three mugs onto the top of the espresso machine to heat, and she was just retrieving the whipped cream from the fridge when she sensed another presence in the kitchen.
    “When you said you were making hot chocolate, I thought you meant hot water and a packet of instant mix. What are you doing in here, sweetheart?”
    “I’m making you two a proper hot chocolate for dessert. It won’t take long.” She shooed Evan out of the kitchen with her hands. When one of them came close to her she found it hard to think of anything past their broad shoulders and the way their hands felt when they stroked along her…She stopped that train of thought before she forgot what she was doing in the kitchen at all.
    Evan didn’t move, instead he folded his arms across his broad chest and crossed one leg over the other as he leaned back against the countertop. “Rory? You need to come see this. She’s got whipped cream.”
    “It’s for the drinks!” Jess heard the scrape of a chair being moved back and then they were both in her kitchen, one of them on each side of the entranceway.
    “I think we can wait a bit for the drinks,” Rory said and glanced at Evan before nodding toward where she was standing. “Ev, turn off the stove.”
    There was something new in Rory’s voice, a sense of command that she’d never heard from him before. Jess’s