helpfully.
“Or it will be in really shitty places.”
“Like on top of the roof of your house.”
“Or in a pile of dog crap.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s a bad one.”
Lore couldn’t help but laugh at their back-and-forth banter. “Okay, now I get it.”
“Get what?” Nolan asked.
“How you two are together.” She pointed rapidly from one to the other. “How you fit. You’re both complete and total geeks.”
“What? That is just—I prefer the term overachieving enthusiast,” Kieran stuttered, placing his palm on his chest.
“Call it whatever you like; you’re both still geeks.” Geeks who made her smile and laugh as they made fools of themselves to help her out.
“And what are you?” Nolan asked, his voice too low and sultry to hint of anything good.
“Normal, average, boring woman.”
“See, that’s where you’re wrong,” Kieran chided, this time his scolding more playful than she was prepared to handle. The reality of the two men together and staring at her in a way she’d only fantasized about was a tad overwhelming. “I can see past your boring, khaki-wearing facade.”
“Do I even dare to ask what you see?”
Nolan kissed her hand, his full lips like silky pillows on her skin. “Come to dinner with us, and I’ll tell you.”
It was too much; they were too much. Seeing them together and wanting them at the same time with the new voracity she had come to associate with these men alone, wouldn’t allow her to remain in control of her emotions. She would let go around them, become the person she feared becoming. “Sorry, but I must now go and harass a woman at the DMV. Any advice?”
“Don’t—”
“Don’t fuck with the DMV?” She cut Kieran off, his smile lighting an unfamiliar flame inside her belly. “Sage advice.”
“Take it to heart.”
“The DMV won’t take all day. Just come to dinner with us,” Nolan reasoned, ever the resourceful lawyer. “What are you so afraid of? Is it embarrassing for you to be seen with two guys who are dating each other?”
“What?” she asked, reasonably insulted at the stupid question. “How can you even ask me that?”
Kieran entwined his fingers with Nolan’s. “You’d be surprised how many people can pretend our relationship doesn’t bother them when just faced with one-half of the whole picture.”
“That’s disgusting; no, of course it doesn’t bother me. In fact it—”
“It what?” Nolan asked as she caught herself. “No, no, you can’t back out now. It what?”
She glared at him for a second before conceding his point. To deny them what she had originally intended would express fear. She couldn’t afford that weakness, even if revealing this fact betrayed another type of weakness entirely. “I actually find seeing two men together quite stimulating.” She didn’t give them the chance to respond, just turned around and dashed off to her car, yelling over her shoulder, “Thanks for your help. Good-bye.”
“So you’re afraid of us overstimulating you?” Kieran shouted after her. She could hear the damn smile in his voice. “Is that it?”
“Good-bye, Kieran. Good-bye, Nolan.”
“Until next time, beautiful.” Nolan calling her beautiful would circle her mind through her entire DMV appointment.
* * * *
“Cocksucker!” Nolan chucked the useless wrench onto the dusty blacktop, the metal tool clanging and clattering as it skidded along the concrete. He’d been working the damn nuts on the tires for so long his hand had gone numb. They’d have to call a tow.
“In this situation it would be more appropriate to say nut sucker.”
Nolan looked up at Kieran from his crouched position with a scowl. “You’re not helping.”
Kieran held up his hands in innocence, his ass firmly planted atop the trunk and out of Nolan’s way. However, if he had successfully managed to remove the fucking tire, then the position would have ended up being a problem. It was like Kieran knew he wouldn’t be able
“Or it will be in really shitty places.”
“Like on top of the roof of your house.”
“Or in a pile of dog crap.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s a bad one.”
Lore couldn’t help but laugh at their back-and-forth banter. “Okay, now I get it.”
“Get what?” Nolan asked.
“How you two are together.” She pointed rapidly from one to the other. “How you fit. You’re both complete and total geeks.”
“What? That is just—I prefer the term overachieving enthusiast,” Kieran stuttered, placing his palm on his chest.
“Call it whatever you like; you’re both still geeks.” Geeks who made her smile and laugh as they made fools of themselves to help her out.
“And what are you?” Nolan asked, his voice too low and sultry to hint of anything good.
“Normal, average, boring woman.”
“See, that’s where you’re wrong,” Kieran chided, this time his scolding more playful than she was prepared to handle. The reality of the two men together and staring at her in a way she’d only fantasized about was a tad overwhelming. “I can see past your boring, khaki-wearing facade.”
“Do I even dare to ask what you see?”
Nolan kissed her hand, his full lips like silky pillows on her skin. “Come to dinner with us, and I’ll tell you.”
It was too much; they were too much. Seeing them together and wanting them at the same time with the new voracity she had come to associate with these men alone, wouldn’t allow her to remain in control of her emotions. She would let go around them, become the person she feared becoming. “Sorry, but I must now go and harass a woman at the DMV. Any advice?”
“Don’t—”
“Don’t fuck with the DMV?” She cut Kieran off, his smile lighting an unfamiliar flame inside her belly. “Sage advice.”
“Take it to heart.”
“The DMV won’t take all day. Just come to dinner with us,” Nolan reasoned, ever the resourceful lawyer. “What are you so afraid of? Is it embarrassing for you to be seen with two guys who are dating each other?”
“What?” she asked, reasonably insulted at the stupid question. “How can you even ask me that?”
Kieran entwined his fingers with Nolan’s. “You’d be surprised how many people can pretend our relationship doesn’t bother them when just faced with one-half of the whole picture.”
“That’s disgusting; no, of course it doesn’t bother me. In fact it—”
“It what?” Nolan asked as she caught herself. “No, no, you can’t back out now. It what?”
She glared at him for a second before conceding his point. To deny them what she had originally intended would express fear. She couldn’t afford that weakness, even if revealing this fact betrayed another type of weakness entirely. “I actually find seeing two men together quite stimulating.” She didn’t give them the chance to respond, just turned around and dashed off to her car, yelling over her shoulder, “Thanks for your help. Good-bye.”
“So you’re afraid of us overstimulating you?” Kieran shouted after her. She could hear the damn smile in his voice. “Is that it?”
“Good-bye, Kieran. Good-bye, Nolan.”
“Until next time, beautiful.” Nolan calling her beautiful would circle her mind through her entire DMV appointment.
* * * *
“Cocksucker!” Nolan chucked the useless wrench onto the dusty blacktop, the metal tool clanging and clattering as it skidded along the concrete. He’d been working the damn nuts on the tires for so long his hand had gone numb. They’d have to call a tow.
“In this situation it would be more appropriate to say nut sucker.”
Nolan looked up at Kieran from his crouched position with a scowl. “You’re not helping.”
Kieran held up his hands in innocence, his ass firmly planted atop the trunk and out of Nolan’s way. However, if he had successfully managed to remove the fucking tire, then the position would have ended up being a problem. It was like Kieran knew he wouldn’t be able
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