Tuck and Wylie.
“—can share.” Odd bedfellows but not her problem. These men were strong willed and overpowering if allowed to be. They need to cool their jets for a bit.
Wylie shook his head. “I’m not sharing with him.”
“He looks like a snorer,” Tuck added.
“Ladies, let’s be logical,” Wylie began.
Lois wasn’t interested in that. Besides, these men could not have everything their own way. “I don’t want to be nor do I have to be.”
Tasha nodded. “Me neither.” She went over and took William from his father’s arms.
“He can bunk in with us.”
Frances sighed. “You’re all stupid.” They looked at her. “Haven’t we fought enough battles against the bad guys? Aren’t you tired of that? I damn well am. Let’s not fight amongst ourselves.”
She went over and took William from his mother’s arms. “William and I are going to rest. Get over whatever your problems are and play nice.” She turned and headed down the hall.
Logically, Lois knew the older woman was right and maybe tomorrow she would follow her advice. Maybe. She took Tasha by the arm. “That room over there looks good.” Without further ado, the two women walked past the men, into the room and shut the door.
Tuck sighed and looked at Wylie. “There is no way in hell I am sleeping with you.”
“Man, I plan to have one body tight with mine and it ain’t yours.”
“Got to love their attitude though.”
“Yeah, but I’m not putting up with that.”
“Me neither,” Tuck agreed. “So let’s play this smart and give those women what they want. I’ve screwed up so many times with Lois. I don’t want to keep doing that. She’s not the easiest woman but she’s the only woman for me.”
“Nor is Tasha but damn it, I want her.” Wylie strode towards the room the women were in. He kicked open the door in one go. “Tasha, you’re coming with me.” He picked her up, ignoring her attempts to fight him.
“Put me down!” she roared, struggling in his arms.
His eyes were fierce on hers. “On our bed in our room with you under me .”
Lois was agog as she watched Wylie carry her friend away. Tuck kicked the door shut behind them. It was just the two of them. “Er—” She felt shy and awkward. The two of them were hardly love’s young dream of the perfect couple.
“Do you want me to pick you up?” Tuck started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked over to her.
Oh boy, oh boy. “Would you?” Her eyes roamed the tanned, hair roughened chest before her.
“Yes, I would do anything you ask of me.” He dropped down on his knees before her and picked up her hand. “I don’t want to fight you, Lo. I just want to be with you.” His other hand touched the swell of her stomach. “I’m not a good man. I have more flaws than anyone can possibly count but there’s one thing I know for sure.”
Lois was agog at the tenderness coming from Tuck. “What’s that?”
“I love you.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“That’s messy and inconvenient.”
Tuck laughed. “I’m on my knees declaring my love for you and you think that’s ‘messy and inconvenient’?”
“I think,” she said, touching his face. “You’re trouble.”
“And?”
“I love trouble.”
* * * * *
Wylie hadn’t been the slightest bit surprised Tasha had fought him. That was who they were.
Fighters who did what they had to in order not to appear weak and give in too easily. She delivered a couple of good blows to his stomach before he managed to roll her face down on the bed and spank her ass a dozen times. She yelled abuse at him as she struggled to free herself. “Give in.”
“Fuck you!”
His hand rested on her butt. “Tasha?”
“What?” she groaned, her voice muffled against the bed.
“Admit it.”
“You’re a bully.”
“You like it.” He smiled as he noticed her body start to relax. “And I think you like me.” Wylie’s hand stroked her ass. “In fact, I tend to believe you love
“—can share.” Odd bedfellows but not her problem. These men were strong willed and overpowering if allowed to be. They need to cool their jets for a bit.
Wylie shook his head. “I’m not sharing with him.”
“He looks like a snorer,” Tuck added.
“Ladies, let’s be logical,” Wylie began.
Lois wasn’t interested in that. Besides, these men could not have everything their own way. “I don’t want to be nor do I have to be.”
Tasha nodded. “Me neither.” She went over and took William from his father’s arms.
“He can bunk in with us.”
Frances sighed. “You’re all stupid.” They looked at her. “Haven’t we fought enough battles against the bad guys? Aren’t you tired of that? I damn well am. Let’s not fight amongst ourselves.”
She went over and took William from his mother’s arms. “William and I are going to rest. Get over whatever your problems are and play nice.” She turned and headed down the hall.
Logically, Lois knew the older woman was right and maybe tomorrow she would follow her advice. Maybe. She took Tasha by the arm. “That room over there looks good.” Without further ado, the two women walked past the men, into the room and shut the door.
Tuck sighed and looked at Wylie. “There is no way in hell I am sleeping with you.”
“Man, I plan to have one body tight with mine and it ain’t yours.”
“Got to love their attitude though.”
“Yeah, but I’m not putting up with that.”
“Me neither,” Tuck agreed. “So let’s play this smart and give those women what they want. I’ve screwed up so many times with Lois. I don’t want to keep doing that. She’s not the easiest woman but she’s the only woman for me.”
“Nor is Tasha but damn it, I want her.” Wylie strode towards the room the women were in. He kicked open the door in one go. “Tasha, you’re coming with me.” He picked her up, ignoring her attempts to fight him.
“Put me down!” she roared, struggling in his arms.
His eyes were fierce on hers. “On our bed in our room with you under me .”
Lois was agog as she watched Wylie carry her friend away. Tuck kicked the door shut behind them. It was just the two of them. “Er—” She felt shy and awkward. The two of them were hardly love’s young dream of the perfect couple.
“Do you want me to pick you up?” Tuck started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked over to her.
Oh boy, oh boy. “Would you?” Her eyes roamed the tanned, hair roughened chest before her.
“Yes, I would do anything you ask of me.” He dropped down on his knees before her and picked up her hand. “I don’t want to fight you, Lo. I just want to be with you.” His other hand touched the swell of her stomach. “I’m not a good man. I have more flaws than anyone can possibly count but there’s one thing I know for sure.”
Lois was agog at the tenderness coming from Tuck. “What’s that?”
“I love you.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah.”
“That’s messy and inconvenient.”
Tuck laughed. “I’m on my knees declaring my love for you and you think that’s ‘messy and inconvenient’?”
“I think,” she said, touching his face. “You’re trouble.”
“And?”
“I love trouble.”
* * * * *
Wylie hadn’t been the slightest bit surprised Tasha had fought him. That was who they were.
Fighters who did what they had to in order not to appear weak and give in too easily. She delivered a couple of good blows to his stomach before he managed to roll her face down on the bed and spank her ass a dozen times. She yelled abuse at him as she struggled to free herself. “Give in.”
“Fuck you!”
His hand rested on her butt. “Tasha?”
“What?” she groaned, her voice muffled against the bed.
“Admit it.”
“You’re a bully.”
“You like it.” He smiled as he noticed her body start to relax. “And I think you like me.” Wylie’s hand stroked her ass. “In fact, I tend to believe you love
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