was something deeper there between the three of them. Something she couldn’t name yet, but that she was willing to spend more time developing.
“Thank you, I appreciate that.”
Chapter Eight
“So remind me again, why having two men any woman would kill for that want you is a bad thing?” Nita smiled at the waitress that brought their coffee and cake.
“I’m not saying it’s a bad thing for them to want me,” Tally grumbled.
Maybe. Okay, she didn’t think it was bad they wanted her. Hell, it was like her deepest wet dream come true. Two super-hot guys who wanted her, spent time making sure she not only saw their interest, but felt wanted.
“So why the long face?” Nita put her usual too much sugar and cream and sipped her coffee.
“Because of my history, Nita. I have bad luck with men. And these guys are so...” Wonderful. She didn’t want to say it, but for the past few weeks, she’d either gone to dinner, movies, walks and shows with one the other or both. And the sex? The best, porn had nothing on them. They were the best team out there. One focused on a particular part of her while the other worked another until she was begging one or both to fuck her. Heat crowded her cheeks. She’d lost every last scrap of inhibition and had let loose the sex drive she had no idea lived inside her.
“So what?” Nita asked, bringing her back to the present.
“So damn nice! They deserve a good woman who will make them a good mate. Not some insecure, bitter, fat girl that man-hates and wants to tie them in the closet so nobody else gets their claws on them,” she said honestly.
“First of all, you are not a fat girl. You have curves. And so the fuck what if you are fat, I am too and let me tell you, we fucking rock.”
“I know that. I am not saying we don’t. Until I met these two, I never felt self-conscious of my body. I’m pretty happy with myself. I know I won’t be a skinny woman. I know I can’t fit into the sizes most women wear and that’s okay. I am fine with that. What I am having a problem with is the fact that they bring out my insecurities.”
She eyed the cake on her plate. If only it would solve all the problems in her life. There was no real answer to things other than taking chances. She didn’t like the idea of making a decision she’d later regret. She was at a point in life where she felt she’d wasted all the time she was going to waste in a useless relationship.
“Let me ask you a few questions,” Nita said. “How do you feel when you are with Connor?”
She smiled. “He’s such a sweetheart. So worried about my feelings all the time. He has this...something that he knows when I’m feeling worried or sad and he’ll hug me without saying a word.”
Connor’s actions had really broken through a lot of barriers in her. She tried, but it was useless to keep him at a distance. His constant care and concern for her proved to her that he was genuine in his feelings.
“I think one of the biggest parts of all this is that he is so scared about me meeting their pack.” She bit down on a piece of heavenly chocolate cake.
Whenever they spoke of her meeting the pack, Connor would frown or hold her tighter as if hoping to protect her from the people she’d have to one day meet if she took them up on their offer.
“What about Theron?” Nita pressed. “How do you feel with him?”
Oh, lord of all naughty things. Theron had the sex drive of her dream man. He was rougher, tougher and wilder in bed. He wanted to do things to her she’d never even thought of. While Connor was the sweeter side of the man of her dreams, Theron was the rugged, panty-tearing biker that could fuck her raw and leave her shaking in the aftermath.
Together they made up the perfect man. Her perfect combo. But time was running out and she’d have to tell them soon if she was willing to be their mate or if they would need to continue their search for someone else.
“Tally?”
“Theron is amazing in bed. He has a fantastic sense of humor and if I could bottle the two of them up we’d have the recipe for the man every