Very Much Alive by Dana Marie Bell

to be shocked. “Why yes ?” Hadn’t they done everything in their power to show her how they felt over the last week? Just dealing with her pint-sized, psychopathic sister should have gotten them brownie points galore!
    She sighed. “You two are a couple. You’ve been together for so long I can’t even begin to imagine it. Why on earth would you bring someone else into your bed? Unless you do this kind of thing all the time?” Her frown had become ferocious. Logan could easily read the jealousy she was trying to hide.
    Apparently they hadn’t proven to her how they felt. “No!”
    “Uh-uh. Don’t be absurd.” Kir sat up, looking offended. “I haven’t slept with anyone other than Logan since that day at the Thing!”
    “Ditto. Other than trading ‘Logan’ for ‘Kir’, that is.”
    Her jaw worked as the jealousy was replaced by confusion. “Then why would you put me into bed with you two?”
    Logan and Kir looked at each other and grinned. “Because we want you.”
    “Because we need you.”
    Kir moved to her left side and stretched out next to her. “Because we have to have you.”
    Logan lay down on her right and grinned. “Because we love you.”
    She gasped. “That’s not possible. We’ve only known each other, what? Two days?”
    “More like a week.”
    She glared up at him. “Barring the time I was unconscious. Or drugged.”
    “Damn. One of the reasons we fell in love with you was your stunning rendition of Volare .”
    Logan snickered. “Kir!”
    Kir winked at him, then turned back to Jordan. “Haven’t you ever heard of love at first sight?”
    “Yes, I have, but both of you at the same time? Aren’t the odds of that just a smidge on the high side of impossible, despite my stunning singing voice?” She held her hand up, thumb and forefinger a millimeter apart.
    Logan snorted. “You’re funny, you’re brave, and you’re beautiful. You’re smart. You believed us when no one else did.”
    “Look, flame-boy, it’s kinda hard to ignore the Incredible Igniting Man, ya know?”
    The South Philly twang was back in her voice. He was coming to love that accent. He felt that wicked grin cross his face as he nestled in closer to her. “Why, thank you, ma’am.” He let his hand rest on her stomach and flexed his fingers experimentally. “What else would you like to see me ignite?”
    She rolled her eyes and turned to Kir. “Seriously. How do you put up with him?”
    “He’s really, really good in bed.” He had to give Kir credit for saying it with such a straight face. That was one he never would have been able to pull off.
    She looked up at the ceiling. “Great. I’m stuck between Perv and Pervier.”
    Logan held up a hand. “I get to be Pervier.”
    Kir laughed. “No argument here.”
     
    Jordan rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth as the idiots on either side of her laughed at their own cleverness. Men . “Guys!”
    “Yes?”
    “Hmm?”
    She sighed. “Look, I have no idea what you’re thinking, but stop thinking it .”
    “No.”
    “Uh-uh. Sorry.” Kir’s hand moved to cup her breast. He ignored her squawk of protest as his thumb stroked her nipple through her shirt. “There isn’t man alive who’d have a woman like you in his bed and not be thinking it.”
    “Unless he was gay,” Logan added, gently prying her fingers off her shirt.
    “True.” Kir moved his hand long enough for Logan to pull her shirt open again. Goofy grins crossed both their faces as her breasts were exposed.
    Damn, Logan’s skin is so warm. She licked her lips, trying to focus her thoughts again on why this was a bad idea. She would have batted at him but Logan still had hold of her hand. “You’re gods. Go do something, I dunno. Godly. And hands off, buster!”
    “Sorry, I’m more of a hands-on kinda guy.”
    Jordan stared at Kir as Logan snickered next to her. She was starting to sense that Kir wasn’t nearly as innocent as he tried to let on. “Why am I getting the feeling