Read Inside Heat for Free Online

said.
    “Who are they for?”
    “You.” She pointed to the small envelope held in the grasp of a plastic pick. “You’re the only Megan on this floor.”
    “There must be a mistake,” she said as she reached for the card. “I’m not the only Megan in the hospital.” It took both hands to slip the card from the holder without toppling the arrangement. Her heart rate kicked up a notch as she pulled the card from the envelope and saw the neat masculine scrawl. The message was short, and signed by both Jeff and Jason.
    “Well, who’s it from?”
    Megan’s fingers trembled as she slipped the card into the envelope and tucked the whole thing into her pocket. “A friend.”
    “Must be a very good friend,” she said with a wink.
    Megan responded with a weak, “Yes,” and picked up the chart she’d come to get. She had no idea how good a friend either Jeff or Jason were, but if what they’d said and done last night in the back of the town car was any indication, they wanted to be very, very good friends. The big question was, did she want the same thing? She was still a little shocked by the proposition. And that’s what it was, a bold proposition. After they guided her inside her door last night, told her to lock up, and then called goodnight when she slid thrown the deadbolt, she sank into the first chair she’d come to. Dazed and confused, she ran the entire evening over in her mind, and came to the unmistakable conclusion that Jeff and Jason Holder had propositioned her. By morning, she’d convinced herself it had all been a joke, but the flowers, and their accompanying note, said otherwise.
    Thanks to Christopher, she knew the Mustangs were on a road trip and wouldn’t be back until the end of the week. They had Friday night off, a night game on Saturday and an afternoon game on Sunday. Not much time for a relationship, she mused. Her schedule wasn’t much better, not that she was even considering their proposal. All they wanted from her – with her – was sex. Not that it would necessarily be a bad thing. On the contrary, that little sample on the ride home was evidence that it would be very, very, good sex. Probably the best she’d ever had. But was that enough for her? Could she sleep with them? Do the wicked things she’d imagined ever since that car ride and not lose her heart to them? And if she did lose her heart – what then? There was no guarantee they would love her back. Besides, she couldn’t marry two people anyway. One was the legal limit in Texas and every other state in the union. No. She’d be better off to stay far away from Jeff and Jason Holder.
    She heard nothing more from them until Thursday when another bouquet arrived. This one was delivered to her apartment, along with a note, and directions to their house. She read the missive, handwritten by Jason this time, telling her they would understand if she didn’t want to explore the chemistry between them; but if she did, they would give her all the time she needed to decide. He ended with an invitation to spend the day with them at their home.
    Megan reread the note until her eyes blurred. It was ridiculous. Who did things like that? And as she went through her daily routines, the proposition wasn’t far from her mind. Memories of the ride home in the back seat of their hired car crept into every still moment, making her wonder if she weren’t as depraved as Jeff and Jason Holder. Could she do it? Could she give herself to both men, at the same time?
    She wasn’t any closer to an answer when she got home, than she had been when she left. After showering, she turned on the television, surfing the channels for anything that would take her mind off Jeff and Jason, and the way their hands felt on her, in her. She couldn’t be certain, but she thought at one time, they both had a finger, or two, inside her. She’d been too far gone to pay close attention. What else would they want to do at the same time?And how would she feel