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me. I’d leave first before I come between your friendship.”
* * * *
Fear gripped him unlike any other. The feelings he’d had for her terrified him, ironically, more before her confession. He’d loved her but thought her heart belonged to Mase. Now that he knew how she felt, he suspected there might be an unusual solution to keep everyone happy.
If Mase would agree to it. Not exactly how Joe would have wanted it, but however imperfect, it meant both she and Mase would also be happy, and he wouldn’t lose her.
When Mason had confessed to him that afternoon what he felt for Katie, his next admission had shocked Joe even more. “I can’t do this,” he’d whispered. “I love her, but as much as I love her, I can’t court her.”
Joe had stared at him, stunned. “What the hell are you talking about? Why not?”
He’d never forget the pain in Mason’s brown eyes when he looked at him. “Because I know you’re in love with her. And I can see she loves you. After what you went through, I’d rather see you happy. You’ve been through enough pain. When I get back, I’ll have a talk with her and tell her I can’t court her and that she has my blessings for you to court her.”
The revelation had spun his world on its axis. The truth was he didn’t need to place a feed order today, but he’d used the excuse to get away from the sawmill early, to take his time riding to town, alone, to clear his head before he picked her up to bring her home.
Pulling his thoughts from that afternoon, he kissed the back of her neck and enjoyed the way her body melted against his. “What if,” he slowly said, “the two of us don’t want you to leave?”
“What?”
He made her turn and look him in the eye. “He loves you. I love you. What if we both love you and won’t let you leave?”
“What are you saying?”
He kissed her again, deeply, waiting until her body relaxed into his before he answered, “Do you mean it when you say you love both of us?”
She nodded.
“Then you let me talk to Mase,” he hoarsely said.
“I won’t come between you!”
He smiled. “Baby, if I get my way, you won’t have to worry about that, and we can all live as a happy little family.”
Chapter Seven
Her mind reeled at the implication as she prepared their dinner while Joe sat at the table and cleaned and oiled the shotgun. Both of them?
Between her legs, she felt her clit throb with the thought. How many nights had she wickedly fantasized about being wedged in bed between their hard bodies? Could her dreams really come true?
She started to hope then stopped, chastising herself for the silly, fruitless thought.
It was selfish. It was brazenly wrong. If anyone found out, it would sully not just her own reputation, which, truth be told she didn’t care about, but ruin Joe and Mason in the town.
Wouldn’t it?
Despite the warm kitchen, she deliciously shivered at the thought of lying with both men.
She couldn’t deny the way her heart screamed for it to be so, with no one hurt, no painful good-byes.
Her hands paused. No more loneliness. No more nights crying herself to sleep.
Maybe the love of not just one but two good men could finally heal her perpetual pain.
When she turned to set a bowl of mashed potatoes on the table, her eyes met Joe’s blue gaze. He laid the gun on the table and pushed his chair back. Patting his thigh, he held out his other hand to her.
In a daze she walked over to him and let him pull her down onto his lap. Settling her arms around his neck felt more than comfortable.
It felt right.
His gaze lingered over her face. “I love you, Katie,” he whispered. “And I won’t deny the thought of Mason owning your heart, too, makes me a mite jealous, but I want to make you happy. Putting a smile on your face is all that matters to me.” He kissed her, sweet and slow and, outside of her dreams, sending heat coursing through her body in a way she hadn’t felt since…
No! Not tonight! She
* * * *
Fear gripped him unlike any other. The feelings he’d had for her terrified him, ironically, more before her confession. He’d loved her but thought her heart belonged to Mase. Now that he knew how she felt, he suspected there might be an unusual solution to keep everyone happy.
If Mase would agree to it. Not exactly how Joe would have wanted it, but however imperfect, it meant both she and Mase would also be happy, and he wouldn’t lose her.
When Mason had confessed to him that afternoon what he felt for Katie, his next admission had shocked Joe even more. “I can’t do this,” he’d whispered. “I love her, but as much as I love her, I can’t court her.”
Joe had stared at him, stunned. “What the hell are you talking about? Why not?”
He’d never forget the pain in Mason’s brown eyes when he looked at him. “Because I know you’re in love with her. And I can see she loves you. After what you went through, I’d rather see you happy. You’ve been through enough pain. When I get back, I’ll have a talk with her and tell her I can’t court her and that she has my blessings for you to court her.”
The revelation had spun his world on its axis. The truth was he didn’t need to place a feed order today, but he’d used the excuse to get away from the sawmill early, to take his time riding to town, alone, to clear his head before he picked her up to bring her home.
Pulling his thoughts from that afternoon, he kissed the back of her neck and enjoyed the way her body melted against his. “What if,” he slowly said, “the two of us don’t want you to leave?”
“What?”
He made her turn and look him in the eye. “He loves you. I love you. What if we both love you and won’t let you leave?”
“What are you saying?”
He kissed her again, deeply, waiting until her body relaxed into his before he answered, “Do you mean it when you say you love both of us?”
She nodded.
“Then you let me talk to Mase,” he hoarsely said.
“I won’t come between you!”
He smiled. “Baby, if I get my way, you won’t have to worry about that, and we can all live as a happy little family.”
Chapter Seven
Her mind reeled at the implication as she prepared their dinner while Joe sat at the table and cleaned and oiled the shotgun. Both of them?
Between her legs, she felt her clit throb with the thought. How many nights had she wickedly fantasized about being wedged in bed between their hard bodies? Could her dreams really come true?
She started to hope then stopped, chastising herself for the silly, fruitless thought.
It was selfish. It was brazenly wrong. If anyone found out, it would sully not just her own reputation, which, truth be told she didn’t care about, but ruin Joe and Mason in the town.
Wouldn’t it?
Despite the warm kitchen, she deliciously shivered at the thought of lying with both men.
She couldn’t deny the way her heart screamed for it to be so, with no one hurt, no painful good-byes.
Her hands paused. No more loneliness. No more nights crying herself to sleep.
Maybe the love of not just one but two good men could finally heal her perpetual pain.
When she turned to set a bowl of mashed potatoes on the table, her eyes met Joe’s blue gaze. He laid the gun on the table and pushed his chair back. Patting his thigh, he held out his other hand to her.
In a daze she walked over to him and let him pull her down onto his lap. Settling her arms around his neck felt more than comfortable.
It felt right.
His gaze lingered over her face. “I love you, Katie,” he whispered. “And I won’t deny the thought of Mason owning your heart, too, makes me a mite jealous, but I want to make you happy. Putting a smile on your face is all that matters to me.” He kissed her, sweet and slow and, outside of her dreams, sending heat coursing through her body in a way she hadn’t felt since…
No! Not tonight! She
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