Hunt, Delilah - Wyoming Triple Heat (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (5 page)

“Romantic, isn’t it? Buuut, I’m sure you all know how that turned out for both of my parents.” Lexie picked up her fork. “Still, there’s a lot to be said for happiness. If I was happy and the person…” She smiled at them. “My apologies.
Persons
I’m with were happy then no, I wouldn’t care about anyone who had something negative to say about us. They’d better keep it to themselves.”

Logan, who had so far remained silent in a more observatory role, nodded. “I agree with you. What we do is no one’s business but our own.” He reached across the table and stroked her fingers. “I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with so much, honey. We’re not going to rush this decision on you. It’s obvious you need more time to consider our arrangement.” He squeezed her hand. “Just don’t keep us waiting too long. I don’t think these two have grasped the concept of patience yet,” Logan added, pointing his thumb at him and Owen.

Despite the surge of jealousy he’d felt at seeing Logan’s hand on Lexie, Connor chuckled. “Maybe when we get to your age we’ll get the meaning, until then, I’ll enjoy being young.”

Owen scoffed. “Don’t forget you turned thirty-two last month. That’s only two years behind Logan.”

“How old are you?” she asked Owen.

“Thirty, darlin’.”

Lexie leaned back in her chair and tapped a finger against the table. “Change of topic now that you’ve proven I’m not dealing with boys. So, ah, how’d the party go?” She glanced at all three of them but chose to narrow her eyes particularly at him. “I guess Anna-Sue must have chatted your ears off, huh, Connor?”

Holy shit. Lexie was jealous and correct in her assumption. The redhead had tried to corner him at every opportunity last night. For the first half of the night, he’d talk with her a lot, hoping he’d get information out of her, but as it turned out, she knew nothing about Sam Warren, except for maybe the size of the man’s dick. He’d cut her loose after that and made himself scarce.

“She was there. Yeah. Why?”

“No reason. Curious was all. I’m sure she’s going to fill me in on the details I don’t want to hear at work tomorrow.”

Owen glared at him then looked at Lexie. “Why aren’t you concerned about the women I was with last night?”

“Because I don’t work with any of them. I work with Anna-Sue, and she’s always running off her mouth about Connor. And FYI, I’m pissed at all of you for not inviting me to your party. There, I’m a big girl, and I said it.”

Logan growled as if he was tired of their banter. “Lexie. Sometimes there are things that you don’t need to know a reason for, and this is one of them. Connor isn’t interested in your little friend, and that party was held for a specific reason. Get it out of your mind.”

Owen nodded. “He’s right. We didn’t do it to hurt you.”

Lexie sighed and looked between them again. “Is this how it’s going to be? You guys issuing out orders and I just have to accept them. What’s going to be the ultimate goal of this relationship? A couple of days, weeks, months with me until I’m no longer the
It Girl
? Then who’s going to want me after everyone finds out I was used up by the Kincaid brothers and thrown aside?”

“We’re not going to toss you aside. It’s for keeps. You’re the only woman either of us has ever wanted so badly. We’ll always remain faithful to you as long as you do the same for us. Isn’t that right?” Connor asked, lifting his brows at his brothers.

“That’s right,” they both whispered thickly.

She tapped a finger to her lips and Connor bit back a smile at her look of mock concentration. “All right. So, let’s pretend I
was
offering up my body as a virgin cowboy sacrifice. Am I on limited time or something to get between the sheets?”

“We’re grown men. We’re not going to attack you as soon as you move onto the ranch,” Logan asserted.

Her mouth opened wide, and she held up her hands. “Hey, wait. Who’s saying anything about moving? I’m perfectly fine inside my own place.”

Owen lifted an eyebrow and grinned. “Lexie, how else do you expect to be available to us? If I wake up at two in the morning and decide I want a quick fuck, I’m walking down the hall, not halfway across town.”

Connor watched her reaction to his brother’s statement. Her eyes widened then lowered gently, and she shifted on her seat. Bingo. They were wearing her down. Her pussy had to be wet.

“He’s right,” Connor said. “You’ll have to move out to the Circle-K. That was our intention all along. We’ll need you there at all times.”

Slowly, she shook her head and whispered, “Oh, my God. What am I doing? Why am I even thinking about this? It’s insane. I can’t have sex with three men at the same time. I can’t live with you guys and be some sort of sex toy.”

“Is your answer no?” Logan asked, a bit too brusque for Connor’s liking. He wanted to slap his brother across the head.

Lexie looked away and mumbled, “It should be no. And then I should sue all three of you for sexual harassment.” She scanned the quiet restaurant. “I bet you guys chose this empty place so there’d be no witnesses to confirm my side of the story either.”

“Lexie…” Logan warned.

She waved a hand. “Hush. Relax. I was just messing with you guys. In all honesty, my answer is I need some time to think this over.” She leaned back in the chair. “Fact of the matter is, as much I thought I disliked you all, I’m a bit…intrigued. Yep, it’s true, Kincaid.” She gazed at them, and Connor knew she was using their last name to refer to them collectively. He couldn’t hold back the grin.

“You guys are attractive, and I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t turned on by the idea. But to actually go through with being your go-to girl, I need to wrap my mind around it some more.”

Her answer was better than he’d expected to hear but still not what he
wanted
to hear. Deep down, he had imagined her leaving the restaurant and going home with them, maybe even showing off that delectable pussy to them, giving them a glimpse of what was in store.

Since that wasn’t going to happen, he had to find out her plans for the time being. “What are you going to do tomorrow and the day after? You just admitted that you hadn’t eaten since yesterday. Why is that? Isn’t your boss paying you?”

Her jaw tensed, and for a second, Connor wondered if he’d screwed it up by butting into her business, but he was concerned about her, and as of now, anything having to do with Lexie was their number one priority. She played with the straw in her drink and shrugged. “My boss pays me. I used the last of it to give to Frank. I won’t get paid again until next week. I gambled on someone’s honesty and lost. Lesson learned. I’ll be fine.”

“How will you be fine?” Connor asked, grateful that Logan and Owen kept their mouths shut this time.

She gave a wan smile. “Not sure about that, but it seemed like the thing to say.” Her lips spread even wider. “Don’t worry about it, boys. I got myself into this mess, and I’ll just have to ride it out until then. Won’t be the first time.” She winked at them with all the bravado in the world.

But it will be the last time you have to do it alone
. He was going to have to take a gamble of his own. “I know you don’t trust Warren, for good reason—but what about us. Do you trust us?”

Suspicion flickered in her eyes, but she nodded all the same. “Yeah, why?”

“Since you’re unsure about whether or not to agree to our arrangement, I think it might be a good idea for you to give us a week. You can come and stay at the ranch for a week, no strings, nothing. Just us hanging out and showing you what we do. You can get to know us better, but most of all, I’d be able to sleep at night without worrying about you.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Is that the distinct sound of pity I hear, Kincaid?”

“Swear to God, no.” He held up a hand to reassure her. “Call it a selfish move if you must because I hope by the end of the week you’ll be begging to stay with us.”

She laughed quietly. “Begging, huh? And what about you guys?” She looked over at Logan and Owen. “Do you want me there? Although I didn’t agree to have sex.”

“We don’t just want you there. It’s where you belong.”

She laid her hand on the table and smiled. “All right. I’m game. So, who’s going to give me the first ride?”

Connor groaned, and from the look of Logan’s taut jawline and Owen rubbing his temple, he knew it was going to be a very long week.

“On a freakin’ horse, I mean!”

Connor scratched his brow. This was going to be one long, horny week spent jacking off if Lexie didn’t watch what she said.

Chapter Five

“Five more minutes,” Lexie whispered beneath her breath. All throughout the evening, Anna-Sue and Marissa regurgitated the details from the party. Thanks to the girls, she knew exactly what each of the men wore, entire conversations that took place between them and the Kincaids. Not to mention she now knew the private life of half the residents in Oak Creek.

“Walking home alone again tonight, Alexa?” Marissa nudged Anna-Sue with her elbow while waiting for her to answer.

Lexie pushed an empty box aside. “Why, you offering me a ride?”

Anna-Sue rolled her eyes at that. “Doesn’t anything ever upset you? You walk around the store and the entire town acting as if you couldn’t care less, but everyone knows it’s just a front.”

Smiling, Lexie cocked her head to the side. “Gosh, I had no idea I took up that much space in your head. What can I say? Anyway, if we’re sharing a bit of honesty here, then I have to tell you ladies I’m not walking home alone tonight. Connor Kincaid is picking me up tonight. I'm going to hang out with him and his brothers.” She winked at the girls, uncaring if she sounded like a slut. It was all worth it just by the bug-eyed look on both women.

“That’s such a fucking lie,” Anna-Sue yelled, stomping behind her.

Lexie pushed opened the door, and sure enough, there was Connor behind the wheel of his F-150 pickup truck. Behind her, she heard the sound of indrawn breaths.

“How do you even know him?”

“We had lunch yesterday.”

Without waiting for Anna-Sue and Marissa to pick up their jaws from the floor, she climbed into the truck and threw her arms around Connor for good measure.

“Shit. You really hate them, huh?” Connor asked when they drove away.

“No, those bitches are more annoying than anything else. Sometimes they’re more of a comic relief.”

Connor chuckled. “I doubt that’s their intention.”

“I know,” she said quietly. Anna-Sue and Marissa didn’t come from rich families, but Lexie supposed it made them feel better because they were slightly above her in the pitiful social ladder of Oak Creek.

When they made the turn onto the ranch, Connor parked the truck and led her toward the front door.

“Logan already dropped by your place to pick up the suitcase you left in the living room.” He grinned at her. “I don’t see any smoke coming from the roof, so I think we
might
have dinner tonight.”

Once he opened the door, Lexie felt her nerves taking a hold of her. What if this turned out to be a big mistake and ten minutes into her being there they’re ready to call it off.
Oh God, that means I actually do want to give this a chance.

Connor shouted for his brothers, and she saw Owen striding into the living room with what looked like specks of flour dusting his jeans. He looked past Connor directly to her, and a huge grin broke across his face.

“I thought you’d never get here.” He grabbed her up into a big hug and brushed his lips with an agonizing slowness across her cheek. Heat spiraled into her lower belly at the feel of Connor’s eyes on her back, witnessing the kiss from Owen.
I’m as twisted as they are
.

“Where’s Logan?” Lexie asked, looking around.