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someone else up to do the honors here if you need me to feed you a little appetizer.” Joe wiggled his brows. “Has that picnic table been christened yet, Kay?”
    The tall, tattooed woman whistled a little ditty.
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    “Should have figured you two have nailed each other on every rock and up every tree on this mountain by now.” He shook his head.
    “Jealous?” Dave came around the corner with Mike, beers in hand. He tossed one to Joe then settled onto the stone wall they’d built a few weekends ago.
    “Nah, but I do approve.” With a grin, Joe began to plate the meat as James and Neil trotted up beside them. They panted, out of breath from their game.
    James jogged until he was within arm’s reach of Devon then slowed to a stop. “Hi.”
    She let her hands hang, awkward, at her sides since she had no pockets to stuff them in. “Hey.”
    “Oh, damn. We’re not doing this weird first-time-we-see-you-after-having-sex thing are we?” Neil strode right up to her and wrapped her in a tight embrace. He planted a juicy kiss directly on her lips before retreating. “I’m no good at pretending. I missed you yesterday.”
    “No mistaking that.” Kate dropped her gaze to his solid hard-on. “That thing stood up and waved hello from across the field.” The group cracked up as they selected brightly colored plates from a stack and dished out the food they’d made together. The last traces of Devon’s reservations disappeared with dinner. Great conversations, a generous helping of ribbing and easy camaraderie made her forget all her concerns. She didn’t realize she’d shifted in her seat, leaning against Neil with her legs in James’s lap, until the rest of the crew piled their plates in the center of the table.
    “Guys are on clean up duty since the girls cooked.” Kate stood and stretched.
    She claimed a fresh pitcher of the sangria someone had mixed up.
    “Hey, I grilled.” Joe’s pout earned him a kiss on the cheek from Morgan.

     
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    “Too bad. It’s time for girl talk. Come play in a little while.” She patted his chest then sauntered after Kate, plucking a pair of fresh glasses from the supplies.
    “Who are we to argue?” Kayla entwined her fingers with Devon’s and tugged. “Wait ’til you see what Dave designed back here.” Devon glanced over her shoulder, pleased to see James’s and Neil’s gazes locked on the sway of her hips. She blew them a kiss.
    “Are you teasing them or are you serious?” Kayla slowed as they strolled down the hillside. She kept hold of Devon’s hand, using it to guide her along the soft, sandy path fringed with pretty river rocks and flower beds. Perfect for bare feet.
    “Uh…” Putting her heart on the line didn’t seem wise. Especially when she hadn’t gotten to talk to the two men, whom she’d dreamed of every second since Friday afternoon, about what had happened. She shivered a little. The setting sun made her wonder if she should run back to grab her dress. Though late in the spring, the nights still got chilly.
    “Don’t worry, you’ll be warm soon. Unless you’re screwing around with our friends. Then you might find yourself getting the cold shoulder. Neil has feelings for you. It’s obvious to Dave, and after seeing you together tonight, I agree with his assessment of the situation.”
    “What?” Devon faltered on the path. Good thing the padded walkway absorbed her stutter steps.
    “He treats you different than us. He’s protective, like he is with James. He cares for me, Kate and Morgan. Hell, he’s even fucked us silly from time to time.
    But with you… He’s softer. Careful. I know things are happening fast, but I’m asking you to respect him.” Kayla squeezed Devon’s fingers again and led her into the glade ahead.
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    “I will.” Devon cleared her throat then spoke louder. “I do.”
    “Good.” Kayla smiled. “Then let’s get nice and comfy. They’ve been dying to try this doohickey out. I want tonight