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lost it. His orgasm was so intense the world went blank as the pleasure shook him, and he didn’t drift back until a few long heartbeats later.
    She was incredible, was his first coherent thought. Everything he thought she’d be and more, but there still was the interesting problem of how the hell they were supposed to deal with this interesting development.
    Sex was only part of this triangle. One corporate accountant, one beautiful stockbroker, and one handyman slash cowhand. It might make an interesting title for an erotic book, but how did it work in real life?
    Wade kept his weight balanced on his elbows and relished the light fragrance of her hair against his cheek and the soft feel of her beneath him.
Tomorrow.
    He’d have to analyze all of this tomorrow. He imagined they all would.

    Chapter Five
Holy crap.
    Ross wished he could come up with more poetic phraseology, but holy crap seemed appropriate to the moment.
    The night before
had
happened.
    The room was bathed in a soft, summer light, and a glance at the clock revealed it was well past eight o’clock. Next to him Victoria still slept, her blond hair spilled over the pillow, her lashes like lacy fans against her cheeks. Wade, on the other hand, was already gone, which wasn’t surprising because he usually got up at sunrise.
    Very briefly, Ross contemplated waking Victoria in the most pleasant way possible but decided against it for two reasons. She liked to sleep in and she worked hard all week and deserved it. Besides, he had a feeling he needed to talk to his brother alone.
    Quietly, he eased out of bed and dressed, pulling on his jeans and a T-shirt, padding barefoot into the kitchen. There was coffee made, he saw with true gratitude, and he drank a cup black, gazing at the mountains with one shoulder against the doorframe. Then he pulled on his boots and headed for the barn. Wade was there, wielding a pitchfork as he tossed hay into one of the stalls. He glanced up as Ross came in, saying in a neutral voice, “I think Chica will drop her foal today. I called Doc Peters.”
    The horses were important—it was why they’d bought the ranch—but there were other issues to get out in the open that were more immediate.
    “That’s good news but not really why I came looking for you.” He added quietly, “Tori is still sleeping.”
    Wade didn’t pretend to misunderstand and he lifted a brow. “I can’t imagine why. I kept her up half the night, but then again, she kept me
up,
too.”
    “I noted your enthusiasm.”
    “Probably hard to miss.”
    “Want to talk?”
    Wade’s smile was wry. “I’m guessing we should.”
“I think so.”
    His brother gestured at a hay bale. “Have a seat in my office.”
    Ross smothered a laugh. “Much better than my square box on the fifth floor of the bank building, though I do concede they gave me a nice view of the mountains.”
    “Everywhere in Santa Fe has a nice view of the mountains.”
    “True enough, but let’s skip more discussion about the general scenery and get right down to it. I want to ask Tori if she’d like to move in. I’ve been thinking about it for the past few months but was worried it would just make you more miserable. Last night changes everything.”
    “I didn’t realize it was that obvious how I felt about her.” Wade looked rueful and rubbed his jaw with a gloved hand, leaving a smudge.
    “To me, yes, but then again, I know you pretty damn well. Now, tell me, what do you think?”
    “I think a lot is going to depend on how Tori feels about what happened in the light of day. Was it just a sexually adventurous impulse that she’s going to regret? That’s what worries me. I know she isn’t the promiscuous type, and sleeping with two men on a regular basis isn’t exactly conventional.”
    Ross had really thought this over, and now he was more convinced than ever it could really work out. “Who the hell has to know what happens behind closed doors except the three of us? It is