you are.” Richard Benedict nodded to Jake and then came right over to her as if she was the only person in the entire room. His brothers followed suit, and she took a moment to appreciate their aura of power and masculinity. Maggie had to admit, if only to herself, Ginny and Benny really weren’t the only attractions for her here in Lusty, at least not as of a few days ago.
The three of them standing there in the filtered sunlight made a very attractive picture. If she didn’t know them to be titans of business and commerce, she’d easily believe they spent their days in front of the camera. She could imagine them posing with luscious half-clad beauties or modeling the latest in men’s sexy, intimate apparel.
A hot image flashed through her mind of the three of them, each wearing nothing but a very tight and very tiny Speedo.
What is it about the brothers Benedict that short-circuits my brain and sets me to thinking about sex, when I’ve never thought about it before?
Even though she’d deliberately avoided them since the night of the Kendalls’ commitment party, she was no closer to knowing what the hell she was going to do about her attraction to these three men than she had been then.
All the logical arguments she’d come up with against wanting them hadn’t diminished that wanting one iota.
“Hey, good timing.” Jake smiled. “We’ve just finished going through the house for the first time.” He turned to Maggie and gave her a sheepish look. “I forgot that I had a meeting set up for about twenty minutes from now. I didn’t think you’d mind if Rick, Trey, and Kevin helped you make notes about any renovations you might like to have done to the place.”
“I brought a tape measure and my BlackBerry.” Kevin held both up and grinned at her.
Maggie tilted her head to the side. Jake, Adam, and Ginny surprisingly hadn’t said much about the fact that these three Benedicts more or less had monopolized her time the other evening at their brothers’ celebration. And when she’d let them know that she was retiring for the evening, they’d all three of them seemed relieved that the triplets had offered to give her a ride home—or rather, to her temporary home, which was with them.
Now she wondered if there wasn’t a reason for that. Since she wasn’t one to mince words, she said, “You wouldn’t be trying your hand at matchmaking, would you, Jake?”
“Me? I’m a lawyer, not a dating service.” Then he laughed. “Seriously, I did contact the guys when I realized this morning that my time was limited today, and they immediately volunteered to help out. I’m sorry I forgot to tell you. I just thought that since you do know them, it wouldn’t be a problem.” Then he looked from the Benedicts to her, his expression suspiciously innocent. “Is it a problem, Maggie?”
Oh, it was easy to forget that Jake Kendall was a lawyer, until he neatly turned the tables on her. That was not only one hell of a question, it was the question—and one she was in no way ready to answer in any certain terms.
So she did the only thing she could and turned it right back to him. “Why would you think it’s a problem, Jake?”
Jake chuckled, then came over and kissed her cheek. “I’ll leave you in their expert hands, then, Aunt Maggie. See you later.”
Maggie watched him leave, feeling a combination of excitement and trepidation. She knew exactly how long it had been since she’d seen the Benedict men. For those two days, she couldn’t stop thinking about how she’d felt being in the center of them and the center of their attention at the Kendalls’ celebration.
Telling herself she shouldn’t have those feelings hadn’t worked. Telling herself her emotions were likely just a temporary aberration hadn’t worked.
Now as she watched them watching her she realized that she’d hoped—illogically—that if she didn’t see them, then whatever it was that had been happening between them would end