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about you? Always have been. We both sport hard-ons every time you’re near.”
    He could tell his words pleased her by the tiny curve of her mouth, but she stuck out her bottom lip. “Probably get that way whenever any reasonably attractive female is around.”
    Mildly insulted, he raised an eyebrow. “You really think I’m that easy?”
    “Maybe not you, but Joe…” She shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve made a mess of this.”
    “Tell you what,” he said, tapping her nose. “Don’t think so hard. Do you trust me?”
    She paused for a moment but then gave him a nod.
    “Then believe me when I tell you, everything will work out. Let’s take it one day at a time. See where this leads.”
    “Okay.” She said it in a small voice, one that invited comfort.
    So he reached out and drew her against his body, molding her against him and tucking her head beneath his chin. “We care, Stormy. Don’t ever think we don’t.”
    Stormy snuggled closer and flattened her hands against his chest. “Guess I got all worked up.”
    “I can understand why. First time you ever took two men on?”
    Her head jerked back. “Of course.”
    “Didn’t mean any insult, but I’m really glad to hear it. We’ll make this special for you.” So special she’d be spoiled for any other man, or men. He smiled at the thought of the brand of spoiling they’d give her.
    Stormy moved her hand down, scratching her fingertips against his skin, which caused his belly to jump. He drew in a breath to make room for her to explore lower.
    She cupped his sex, and it stirred, warming, beginning to fill again. She wrapped her fingers around his expanding shaft and gave it a gentle tug. “Think he’d mind?”
    “He’ll be jealous as hell.”
    “Do you mind?” she asked, arching a brow.
    “What do you think?” he said, flexing his hips and gliding through her fingers. “Better let me get a fresh condom.”
    Her eyelids made a slow dip as she shook her head. “Damage is already done, don’t you think? And I don’t want anything but skin between us. You’ll do right be me,” she whispered.
    Cam’s chest swelled. The thought of filling her belly with a child only made him harder. But he held back, sighing. “No. If you do wind up with a baby in that very sexy belly of yours, you’ll want to know whose it is. If not for yourself, for Reese.”
    Stormy held still while he reached for a packet, tore it open and then quickly rolled it down his cock. Once he was finished, he glanced up to find her studying him.
    “You’re a good man, Cameron Mitchell.”
    “So’s Joe. Maybe he’s a little wild and doesn’t think before he leaps, but he’s the kind of guy you want as a friend. Now come here.”
    Stormy lifted her upper leg and slid it over his hip, hooking around him and scooting closer. Her thumb smoothed over the cap of his cock and rubbed a dribble of moisture across the surface. Then she shifted, and placed the tip at her entrance, her eyelids dipping halfway when he pushed into her.
    Cam had dreamed about being with her like this so many times, watching her expressions change, feeling her body soften and tremble.
    The reality was so much better. He’d wondered if real magic was at the core of his desire, or if the fact she’d been off-limits had made her all the more attractive, but he had his answer now. Stormy was the one for him. He loved everything about her. Her silky blonde hair, her peaches-and-cream complexion, her expressive eyes.
    Whether glaring daggers or blurring dreamily as they did now, her eyes were truly his window inside her head. He’d had years to study her and learn her moods. While she was always feisty, sometimes downright mean, her eyes gave her true feelings away. Stormy had a soft center. One she was afraid to share. She wasn’t very trusting with her heart. He didn’t know when that had started, but he figured it might have something to do with her mother’s death. Like she’d felt abandoned.