Saint James, Elle - Unbridled and Unhitched [The Double Rider Men's Club 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James

bill and gazed in her direction. “Let’s eat,” was all he said.
    She found it interesting that even roofied, he remembered to include Derek.
    Alexis should probably consider that too before agreeing to spend the next few days here with them. Two men was out of bounds.
    Surprisingly, she wasn’t the least bit frightened about spending the weekend with two men. But intrigued? Definitely.

    * * * *

    Derek pulled the top of one of the lids of food off and looked to see what Jackson had ordered in the middle of a drugged-out and drunk event. He was touched that Jackson had remembered he had a best man where women were concerned.
    “Eggs, bacon, home fries, and buttered toast on the side. Great choice.” He looked over in her direction.
    “I agree,” Alexis said. She walked forward. Derek heard her stomach growl from across the room. She blushed.
    “Sorry.”
    Derek pulled her chair out. “No need to be. Nothing wrong with a healthy appetite.”
    He leaned down and kissed her cheek. She didn’t dodge him or look sideways. She just pulled the cover off the food in front of her and inhaled deeply.
    Alexis looked like she was ready to dive face-first into breakfast. She slipped the napkin in her lap and picked up a fork. She took a bite of eggs, then a bite of bacon, then a bite of toast before chewing.
    Derek watched her eat, but then remembered her bag and what was in it. “Not to keep you from enjoying your breakfast, but weren’t you wanting to take a Pill?”
    “Crap.” She stood up suddenly. “Thanks for reminding me. I’ll be right back.” She grabbed the handle of her rolling bag and jerked it behind her as she marched to Jackson’s bedroom. Before she made it to the door, she called over one shoulder, “Be right back.”
    They both put their forks down until she said, “Don’t stop eating on my account. I’ll be back directly to clean my plate.” That amazing smile came next, and Derek was hard pressed not to fall completely in love with her. Why fight the continuing urges? Because she might not opt to remain. He hadn’t even known her for a day, and crazy thoughts ran around in his head. Great sex obviously made him stupid.
    Once the door was shut, Derek glanced at Jackson. His gaze followed Alexis until the door closed behind her.
    Jackson looked back down at his plate as if he didn’t recognize what was before him. Or perhaps he was thinking and didn’t even see anything in front of him. Derek watched him for a moment or two before speaking his mind.
    “You’re taking this better than I would have expected,” Derek said, and then crammed a piece of bacon in his mouth. It was rude not to wait, but she’d said to go ahead, and he was hungry. Sex with a beautiful woman twice in a morning also taxed his system. He needed fuel for further sexual contemplation.
    Jackson hadn’t taken another bite after the first one of eggs. But he seemed to shake out of it after Derek spoke. “I don’t know what you mean.”
    Derek snorted. “Are you kidding me? You? Mr. Ultraconservative gets drugged and married in Vegas to a beautiful stranger, and you don’t even seemed phased by it. Are you still under the influence?”
    Jackson chewed a bite of toast and soon said, “Possibly. But for the most part I feel terrible for her. She woke up in bed with two men. I feel like we’ve corrupted her.”
    “But I thought you said she watched the DRMC show?”
    “She did. But that doesn’t mean she planned on participating in it. And then I accused her of being in there like she shouldn’t have been.”
    Derek nodded. “Well, there is that. But she seems to be over it. Let’s let her decide what she does or doesn’t want to do with us.”
    “She wants to stay with us until we leave to go back home.”
    “She does? Really? ’Cause I want her to as well.”
    “I’m wavering over if we should .”
    “Why?”
    “Same reason I just said.”
    “You’re already married to her. That’s not going to change