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angel in Rick ’s arms.
    “I’m not letting her walk out of here,” Rick said.
    He glanced over to gauge Truitt’s reaction to his statement.
    Truitt frowned but remained silent for a long while. His lips pursed and twitched like he wanted to say something but wasn’t quite sure of what it was he wanted to get out yet.
    Then he cursed. “Hell, Rick, is this going to be an issue? Because you know damn well I’m not letting her walk away either.”
    Rick shrugged. “It doesn’t have to be. Or it could be. That entirely depends on what you want and what you expect.”
    “And what she wants and is willing to accept,” Truitt said grimly.
    Rick nodded. “Yeah. That’s kind of the key right there.”
    Truitt blew out his breath. “Jesus. I really didn’t want complicated right now.”
    A chuckle escaped Rick and he promptly went quiet so he wouldn’t wake Jessie with the noise or the movement of his chest.
    Truitt flopped over onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. Rick could tell he wore a disgruntled look on his face and he was probably muttering under his breath.
    “It doesn’t have to be complicated,” Rick said mildly. “We’ve already overcome the most difficult hurdle. She’s had sex with us both. She didn’t freak out. And she’s obviously attracted to both of us. Who says it has to be this complicated matter? Can’t we take it easy, see where it takes us?”
    Truitt rolled back over. “No, we damn well can’t. I don’t want her sleeping with anyone else. Hell, I don’t even want her looking at anyone else. Now that means complicated. No matter how you look at it, because if I don’t want her with another man, that means we’re committing to something deeper here. Not that I want to look at another woman, not after her, but shit. This has complicated written all over it. I don’t like the way I’m feeling right now. Gut-shot with my balls flapping in the wind.”
    Silent laughter shook Rick. So like Truitt. Uptight. Always overthinking things. Rick shook his head. “You’re a mess, man. Seriously. We’ve had sex with her twice. How do you know that’s not all she wants? Maybe she won’t want to hang around. We have to sell her on the idea of even sticking around us, both of us, before we can worry about whether another man is looking at her.”
    “I’m a fucking pansy,” Truitt said in disgust. “I swear to you the moment I saw her I knew I was fucking done. Over. Stick a knife in me. Done. And the hell of it is, I don’t even mind.”
    “Quit your bitching. You’re getting way ahead of yourself.”
    “Oh, like you aren’t thinking the same damn thing,” Truitt muttered. “You’re over there plotting ways to convince her to stay with us. You don’t want her going back to work. You want to keep her home so you can fuss over her and that bum knee.”
    “Am I that obvious?”
    “No, I just know you. You like to take over. You’re a black-and-white kind of guy. You see what you want. You hatch a plan. Then you carry it out to the letter.”
    “I think I hear an insult in there somewhere.”
    “Nah, it’s what makes you a good cop. You’re focused.”
    “Okay so maybe I do want her to stay. I may want that, but I also know that when she wakes up, if we start spouting that kind of shit after only being with her a few hours, she’s going to think we’re freaks and she’ll probably break her neck getting the fuck out of here. And, hell, I wouldn’t blame her. The cop in me would warn any woman away from a man who’s thinking the things I’m thinking.”
    Truitt frowned again. “This is crazy. We’re crazy.”
    “That might be true, but no matter how crazy we are, we damn sure don’t want her leaving with the idea that this is a one-time fling and that we’re adding her to the notches on our bedpost.”
    “Speak for yourself. I’ve been celibate. Mostly.”
    Jessie stirred, turned her head so that her other cheek rested on Rick ’s chest. She did one of