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nudges Asher’s pocket. Soft horse lips give a little nibble to the edge of his pocket.

Cage lifts his hands up, palms out and takes two steps back. “Hey, bro. She fondled me. I didn’t do nothing.”

“Like shit you did nothing. You very well know what you didn’t do.”

I spin between the two of them, doing a double, triple-take. I must look like a goddamn fool. “How many of you are there?”

Exasperation fills my tone and I lift my hands in the air in frustrated defeat. I’ve just successfully groped both of Asher’s twin brothers. Correction, identical triplet brothers.

Cage gives a low chuckle. “I take it Ace didn’t tell you there are three of us?”

“He most certainly did not.” I spin back to Asher wanting to be pissed, but unable to muster any anger from him when he’s dressed like a girl’s wet dream.

“Now, I know what all the noise was coming from his room last night. Nice to meet you.” Cage flashes me a devastating wink. “Not sure how they do it where you’re from, but around here we settle for shaking hands instead of grabbing dick.”

I cover my face and put my back to both men.

Asher comes to me and puts a hand on my shoulder, but I’m not having it. I turn on him and jab him in the chest. “First off, you could have told me you had two identical brothers. Are there any others running around? Quads? Quints? Sextuplets?”

He releases his breath, long and slow. “Just the three of us.”

“Well fuck. You might have warned me they were here. It would have saved me a whole lot of embarrassment.”

“Evelyn…” His voice is raw, rough, and hungry. The sexual charge between us builds. It’s an undeniable force.

I shake my head. “Don’t even try. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.” With the tattered remnants of what is left of my dignity, I storm out of the barn. Asher’s horse snorts as I pass. “It’s not funny, fuzzball.”

Asher may have forgotten to tell me about his brothers, but at least he has the sense to remain silent as I make my dramatic exit. Except, the moment I’m out of the barn, laughter fills the air.

And it’s coming from two men.

“You fucked up, Ace.” Cage’s laughter is deep, booming, and sounds exactly like Asher. “But damn isn’t she sexy.”

17

Asher

I’m going to kill my fucking brothers. Cage is doubled over, laughing his ass off, while Evelyn stalks out of the barn. I’d go to her, but a very insistent Knight demands his treats.

It was a risk getting up early and leaving Evelyn in bed. Her gorgeous hair spilled over the pillow and her naked body begged to be touched, but the work doesn’t stop around here because I want to stay in bed with my woman.

I thought I’d have an hour or two before she woke to check on the fire damage and the work of my crews pulling up the stumps we can’t salvage. We lost several acres and I was ready to write the whole thing off until George texted about surviving roots.

We may be able to salvage something out of this mess and I made the decision to check it out, knowing I was leaving Evelyn behind. Never in my wildest dreams did I think my brothers would prank Evelyn.

And they definitely took advantage.

They should have introduced themselves. Instead, they toyed with my girl, letting her get close, put her hands on them, and… Okay, I can’t help but snicker here.

She’s one wild minx and not at all shy about going after what she wants. I wish I’d been in the barn instead of Cage. Listening to him tell me what happened, brings all kinds of dirty thoughts to mind.

She mentioned rope.

I kept things chill last night. Edging into more adventurous sex on the first date isn’t recommended. I usually take a few dates to feel a girl out. Now I know she’s thinking about it.

But so is Cage.

The fucker knows I like my sex dirty, but it’s not something I want to discuss with him.

“When exactly did you think it was appropriate to tell her you weren’t me?” I kind of want to pop him in the face. “Was it before or after she had a hand down your pants.”

Cage lifts his hands and takes two steps back. “First off, her hand wasn’t in my pants. She copped a feel, and it’s not like she gave me a lot of time to stop her.”

“I’m pretty certain