Teacher's Pets [Unlikely Bedfellows 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Jenna Stewart

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    “I loved you, you jerk. I loved you and wanted you to love me back. Instead, you spread rumors saying we had had sex.”
    “I didn’t spread those rumors!”
    “Well, I guess I’ll have to take your word for that now, won’t I?”
    “Take my word for this, too!” Steve grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her. In seconds her arms threaded around his neck and she was kissing back, tongue, lips, and all.
    “They seem to have made up,” the hostess said, handing Beau a paper bag. Delicious aromas wafted from it, and his stomach rumbled.
    “Looks that way, doesn’t it?” He looked at the bill and withdrew the cash from his wallet.
    “Sorry about throwing you out, but they were causing quite a stir.”
    “That’s okay. They need a little time to get used to the idea of being idiots, anyway.”
    She smiled. He picked up the bag and turned to Steve and Leah, still in a lip-lock. “Come on, you two. After all these years, it’s time to get a room.”
    They broke apart and stared into each other’s eyes as they tried to catch their breath. “I was a damn fool,” Steve said.
    “I destroyed those beautiful flowers you sent,” she said mournfully.
    “I think I might have been falling in love with you. I don’t think I knew how to go to that from friendship. It was all new to me.”
    “Why did you say I was the last woman you would have in your bed?”
    “We were friends . I thought sex would change that, maybe end it. I needed you.”
    “You said you would never make love to me.”
    “Come home with me so I can make myself a liar.”
    She smiled and started to kiss him again.
    “No you don’t,” Beau said, pulling her away from Steve. His friend had never looked so at odds, so besotted. “I’m hungry, and we have a lot to talk about. The three of us. Don’t forget I’m crazy about her, too,” he said to Steve.
    “Oh, God, that’s right. You love her, too.”
    “You do?” Leah looked at him. “You know I’m quite fond of you, Beau.”
    “Not here ,” he said, nudging Leah out the door, knowing Steve would follow anywhere she went. Once in the parking lot, he turned to Steve. “You drive my Jeep. I’ll come with Leah.”
    Steve looked to Leah and licked his lips. “Yeah, all right. We want to get there in one piece.”
    “Right.” He tossed Steve the keys.
    “Don’t be long,” Steve said with a growling low voice.
    “We’re right behind you.” He took Leah’s arm and led her to her Datsun. “Want me to drive, or are you okay?”
    “You drive.” She took her keys from her purse and gave them to him.
    He squirmed a bit to settle his frame into the small car, but finally he started the engine and headed for the exit.
    She groaned. “Tell me I didn’t just stick my tongue down Steve Hardin’s throat in the lobby of Rowlands.”
    “Can’t do that. I don’t lie.”
    She covered her face. “It’ll be all over town by midnight.”
    “That’s not all that will be all over town. Don’t you remember the dialogue at the table?”
    “I was so mad I couldn’t think. What did I say?”
    “Only that back in school you wanted Steve to fuck you.”
    “Oh my God.”
    “Don’t worry, you made it plain that he wasn’t able, despite your efforts.”
    “Stop! I might as well resign tomorrow. With stories like that going around, I’ll never get tenure anyway.”
    A red light caught them. Beau faced Leah, who looked ashen in the dim glow of lights on the dashboard. “Are you up for tenure?”
    “I wanted to be fast-tracked. That’s what I was trying for, why I was writing the book.”
    “What book?” A horn sounded from behind them. Beau looked ahead and saw the light had changed.
    “I might as well tell you now, I guess. I wanted to show how two men having sex with the same woman changed in attitude toward her and each other. I knew I wanted to use you as soon as I saw you.”
    “Thanks. I think.”
    “And I thought Charles would be a good counterpoint, since he was