Authors: Tonya Ramagos

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“You would do that?” Touched, Georgia stared at him. Then she giggled when he angled his head and gave her a
duh
glare she never saw on his handsome face before.

“I love you, Georgia. You’re mine. Why wouldn’t I do that?”

Georgia shook her head, overwhelmed by his declaration of love, his possessive claim of her, his question that she couldn’t formulate an answer.

“Another option and possibly the better one would be your house,” Gavin went on. “I know you love it. It was your family home. I’m thinking you won’t be keen on selling it.”

“I, well, hadn’t actually thought about it.” Not more than in passing or impulse during her restless pacing the day before. But now that she did, an intense sense of loss coiled in her belly. The house did mean a lot to her. The walls held so many memories of her parents, her childhood, her hopes and dreams.

“But you have thought about moving in here with us?” Randy prodded.

“You don’t live here,” Georgia told him dumbly.

“The minute you agree to live here he will,” Gavin chuckled. “You don’t think he’s going to let me have you all to myself under this roof when there’s plenty enough room for the three of us to live, do you?”

“Not a chance in hell,” Randy said under his breath, but a grin spread his lips.

“Well, then, I suppose that’s settled. I’ve thought about living here.” Stayed up more nights than she cared to count fantasizing about what it would be like to crawl into bed between Gavin and Randy each night, how it would be to wake between them each morning. She wanted her clothes hanging in Gavin’s closet. She wanted her toiletries scattered across the bathroom counter and her hose draped over the towel rack to dry. “I’ve thought about it enough my belongings should’ve gotten the hint by now and moved in all by themselves.”

“I’ll call the moving company as soon as we get out of bed,” Gavin told her.

Georgia didn’t think she ever saw him look more at peace. “And I think using my parent’s house for the daycare is an excellent idea. There are plenty of rooms to divide for play and nap time. I could turn the living room into the main area since it’s the largest. Oh, and get one of those indoor gymnasiums. I’ll have to get one for the backyard, too, of course. The kids can’t stay inside all the time. They need to be out. And I could…”

Randy silenced her rambling ideas by yanking her down and jamming his tongue in her mouth. She ended her sentence on a, “Mmm,” and melted against him.

“Gavin hasn’t mentioned it yet, but there are two conditions to this compromise,” Randy told her against her lips.

“You kiss me silly, and then you want to talk conditions,” Georgia complained, staring up at him through heavy-lidded eyes. Her body felt used and abused in the most delicious of ways and yet, when he kissed her like that, every aperture of her body was ready to be plundered and penetrated again.

He grinned at her. “It makes you more amenable.”

“Shows what you know,” Gavin muttered. “I didn’t bring up conditions because I hadn’t thought of them yet. So what you got, man?”

“Home by a quarter after six every night,” Randy ticked off his first condition with a light tap to her nose. “This town all but shuts down at five. You close at six, that’ll leave you fifteen minutes to get to us.”

“And I better be stripping off my clothes as I’m pulling into the drive, right?” Georgia kidded, but could actually see herself doing just that.

Randy clucked his tongue. “I didn’t think of that, but I like it.”

“Somehow, I didn’t doubt you would. And the second?”

“You leave the option open to re-evaluate the whole business when our child is born,” Gavin answered, touching her lightly on the back.

Georgia felt her eyes widen as she pulled back from Randy to look at Gavin. “Our baby?” Her voice broke as an onslaught of emotions filled her chest and throat. “Our baby?”

“Did I get that right?” Gavin asked Randy, not answering Georgia.

“Hit the nail on the head,” Randy said. “Unless the laws change rather quickly and it becomes legal to marry two men at once, you’ll be marrying Gavin, but that won’t make you any less mine.”

Georgia pulled back from them both and caught her head in her hands. “You guys are making my head spin! Marriage, a baby, I don’t suppose either of you thought to ask, to propose.”

“Why?”

Georgia could tell by the baffled sound of Gavin’s voice that the answer to her question was a great big no. She laughed, a quick burst of amused air. “Why, indeed.” She moved her hands to his face, holding his cheeks, mindful of the burn on his left one. “I love you, Gavin Scott. Despite the lack of a proper proposal, I will marry you and have your child.” She kissed him, long and deep, putting every ounce of promise she possessed into it. Then she turned to Randy. “I love you, Randy Pope. I will marry you, too, in my heart and in the eyes of God even if the ornery law won’t recognize it as legal. And I’ll have your child.”

Georgia threw back her head and shouted to the mirror. She grinned from ear-to-ear, likely looking like a loon when she lifted her head. She didn’t care a wit. She snaked her arms around both her men’s necks, tackling them down to the mattress in a pile of hard-toned muscle and masculine laughter.

“I take it you’re okay with our conditions.” Randy slipped from beneath her, catching her arms and pulling them up until they stretched high above her head.

Georgia didn’t wonder what he intended. She only knew she was about to be well and truly pleasured once more. “Perfectly.”

Gavin’s smile faded as he scooted her to straddle his already erect cock. “We love you, Georgia. We’ve waited a long time to make you ours.”

“We’ll spend even longer making sure you always remain happy and pleasured and serviced.” Randy held her hands above her head in one of his big hands, skimming his other hand down her arms to her breast as Gavin pulled her down on his cock.

Intense, white-hot ecstasy raced through Georgia. The fire that ignited inside her for these firefighters would prove one that could never be put out. Each tantalizing touch, each sensual kiss, each raspy command, only served as an accelerant to keep her burning for another forty-eight hours until they could start it all over again.

THE END

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Tonya Ramagos is a bestselling author of contemporary, fantasy, paranormal and cowboy novels. She spends most of her time in a fictional world dreaming up hot hunks and head-strong heroines. When she's not writing she's reading. Anything from legal and military non-fiction to any genre of romance can be found on her bookshelves and flash drives. Her music tastes are just as varied with artists ranging from country to rock to heavy metal loading her iPOD. Her idea of relaxing is curled on the sofa or on her back deck with a book and a cup of coffee, glass of wine, or an MGD 64. A mother of 2 fantastic boys, she enjoys playing games, dancing, and walking the nature trails around her home in Harrison, TN.

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