choke a single word past the iron bands squeezing her lungs up through a throat gone completely dry in a matter of seconds. “What?”
Evan’s lower lip stuck out in an overly dramatic pout. “You’ve kissed him twice.”
“Please tell me you’re kidding.” Rory clapped a playful slap up the side of Evan’s head. “Don’t you even think of keeping score, Ev, or I swear I’ll dropkick you off the back of this boat the next time we’re out in deep water.”
Jess hugged her arms tighter across her chest, her gaze bouncing from one to the other and back again.
“So you two…” She trailed off and tried again. “I mean the three of us—hell, I have no idea what I’m even trying to say here!”
“I think that in this case, the word you’re looking for is yes.” Evan waggled his brows at her. “I’m sure hoping that’s what you’re going to say, anyway.”
“Oh, very smooth.” Rory leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth and she felt his tongue briefly dance over her skin. He kept his lips just brushing hers as he continued talking. “Evan and I have been best friends since I was ten years old. He’s a part of my life, and I’m part of his. We share everything.”
“Everything…as in… everything ?” Jess stressed the last word, her heart beating faster at the erotic images that invaded her mind as she considered just what Rory meant.
“Absolutely everything, baby.”
Evan chimed from her other side as he brushed back her hair to kiss her temple. “Not everything. I have my own toothbrush.”
Jess giggled. She hadn’t meant to, but the ridiculousness of the entire situation simply made it impossible to do anything else. Giggles turned to laughter, and she found herself reduced to chortles and snorts until her cheeks were hot and there were tears streaming down her face. Still sniggering, she reached up a hand to each of them and patted their stunned faces. “You should see your expressions!” She fell into fit of giggles.
“I think she’s lost it.” Rory looked slightly panic-stricken as he stared at Jess. “Maybe she hit her head harder than I thought?”
“You’ll have to excuse him.” Evan finally joined in the laughter, leaning down to cut off her giggles with a kiss that seared her all the way through to her bones. “He’s always too damned serious. I really hope you can help me fix that.”
Jess was too surprised by the kiss to react at first, and by the time she got over her shock, her body had very definitely overridden her mind. At least that was what she told herself as she found herself burying her fingers in Evan’s sandy hair, her tongue dueling with his.
“Holy shit, that’s hot.” Rory swore and reached out a hand to cup her breast. “So I guess this means you don’t have a concussion?”
Jess giggled again and Evan lifted his head to glower at Rory. “You are ruining this moment for me, bro.”
Jess managed to gather her scattered wits and scooted out from underneath Evan until she could sit up. “I think we need to get me back to my cabin before we have any more conversations about seals, or sharing, or well, anything! I can’t seem to think straight when I’m around the two of you, and half of us aren’t wearing much in the way of clothing.”
“Fair enough.” Rory released her breast and Evan sat up, giving her an eyeful of sculpted male flesh that distracted her to the point she forgot what she was going to say next.
As Evan moved away from her and retrieved his shirt from the floor her synapses started firing again. “Guys? I’m going to need something to wear, please.”
Rory sighed. “You really don’t need clothes. We could just bundle you up in the blankets and then I’ll carry you to the truck. That way when we get to your place we can just pop you straight into the shower to get cleaned up.”
Jess turned and looked at him, doing her best to hide her smirk. “Nice try. But when we get to my place
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