Dicking Around by Amarinda Jones

well.” Mickey looked over at Carlisle. “She looks nice in Black.”
    “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”
    “Where are we going, Theo?”
    “I want to get drunk.” As career criminals went they sucked. Amber came to stand before them. Theo put his arm around her shoulders. “Come and join us for a drink.”

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Three men faced Carlisle. “So which one of us do you want?” Peter’s eyes were hot on hers.
    Men . They had to have everything cut and defined to fit in with their egos. If she chose one over the other, someone would be pissed off. And the thing was Carlisle didn’t want to do that. She wanted to enjoy herself and live life. If that meant having sex with multiple men until she was ready to settle down then so be it.
    “Can’t I have you all?” They looked surprised. “Well why not? Men have had multiple lovers for centuries. Monogamy hasn’t been a big thing to them. Is it to you, boys?”
    “I have no problem with that,” Peter declared. “Eventually she’ll see sense and be mine.”
    Sean snorted. “She belongs to me and she knows it.”
    Adam smiled at her. “You know I love you, darlin’. I’ll respect any choice you make.”
    And there it was. Two men wanted to play and have exclusive rights over her body.
    And the other? He will be someone to come home to when I’m ready .
    She looked around the debris of the wedding. It had been a shambles. For everyone except me. Her sister hated her and her mother was ‘disappointed’. Nothing had changed and the world still turned despite scandal and ridicule.
    Carlisle looked back at the men. Hmmm, eany meany miney mo …

Epilogue
Twelve months later
    He smiled and held out his hand as Carlisle walked toward him. She held her breath and marveled once more how this man could make her feel so special and loved. Carlisle thanked her lucky stars he had waited for her.
    “All your wild oats sown, darlin’?” Carlisle smiled into Adam’s eyes.
    “Yes.”
    “’Ready for exclusivity?”
    “Are you?” This was a two-way street. She had messed him around with her need to experiment. It would not surprise her if he wanted his turn at being reckless.
    “From the moment I saw you.”
    Oh yeah, he is the sweetest man. “I’m sorry I made you wait.”
    “You were worth it.” He lifted her hand and kissed her palm.
    “Have I told you how much I adore you, Adam?”

    Amarinda Jones believes anything is possible and sometimes just asking for the impossible wil surprise someone enough that they wil give it to you. Writing is like that. Put it out there and wait for a response. There is always the possibility you may fal on your arse, but after al , that's what cel ulite is for. Amarinda believes in taking chances, speaking her mind and aging disgraceful y.
    Twenty years from now she plans on being the neighborhood witch that al the kids are scared of.
    But then, everyone has to have a hobby.

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