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wasn’t the case. And love? How could Jason feel that way when she barely—
    “Well, the feeling is mutual on both accounts,” Gregory said. His voice sounded heavy with emotions Haley couldn’t identify. Her heart sank. She’d hoped Gregory understood her well enough to at least play the devil’s advocate to Jason’s protests, but clearly he felt the same way.
    At that, they fell silent. How could she let them know she’d woken up now? She waited a few more minutes until she felt certain their argument had fizzled. She could hear their ragged breathing on either side of her, rough from their emotions, she knew. Finally she blinked gritty eyes. The cool breeze from an air conditioner blew across her body. My naked body, Haley thought.
    She turned her head and saw the broad, tanned back of Gregory; he faced toward the outside wall. Then she turned the other way and met Jason’s startling blue eyes.
    “Morning,” he said, and she could tell he was trying to block out the conversation he’d just had with Gregory.
    Haley swallowed. Her throat felt like sandpaper. She managed to get out a “Hey” and offered him a smile. She thought about moving, but she felt so stiff and sore that she couldn’t do it.
    Gregory placed his strong hands on her shoulders. Gregory. He always knew when she needed a good rubdown.
    First he worked the knots out of her shoulders and upper back, making her muscles feel like crescent roll dough. He moved down her back, spent some time around her hips, and ran his hands over her ass. He kneaded the muscles there for a while, worked each thigh to the knee, and then her calves. When he’d finished, he offered her a playful slap on her ass.
    Haley turned and gave him a slow, lazy kiss, and she could fee Jason’s lips on her shoulders and neck in return.
    She moved back around to Jason.
    They kissed, and now Haley felt Gregory’s heat at her back, his dick just nudging the crack of her ass.
    “You’re probably a little too tender yet to play too hard,” he whispered in her ear, “but we can give you a reminder and a taste of what’s to come.”
    “ What’s to come …” Haley liked the idea that there could be more, even if that seemed to disagree with the conversation she’d heard earlier.
    While Jason ravished her mouth with hard kisses, tagging his tongue with hers, Gregory crept his hand over her hip and delved between her legs.
    Haley did still feel sore from the night before, but quickly the two men’s ministrations had her wet and ready again. She couldn’t believe how her body responded to them. Jason brushed his hands over her front, lightly stroking her nipples before skimming the plane of her stomach.
    Gregory swirled a finger over her clit, taking no time in bringing her up toward climax.
    It shot through her, as intense as it was short. She broke away from Jason and turned to kiss Gregory again.
    “That’s a nice way to wake up,” Haley said and finally pushed herself into a sitting position. She realized she wasn’t in her room. They’d bedded down in one of the stable rooms. Straw bales, covered in padding and sumptuous sheets, made up their bed. Tackle hung from the walls, and the top of the stable door opened out into the corral. Haley could hear birds in the bayou greeting the morning. She inhaled, relishing the fresh smell of hay and listening to the other ponies waking up around her in similar rooms. Murmured greetings, resounding with love and satisfaction, filled the air.
    And for the first time in a long time—maybe even ever—she felt as if she belonged here, and with these men. She felt as if things had come together as they were meant to.
    Haley climbed off the large makeshift bed and stretched as she stared out into the corral. Already other ponies—decked out in fancy gear, no doubt practicing for some show Mr. Guidry had planned for later—pranced around on leads, manes and tails twinkling in the bright morning sun. Haley liked the sight but