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the window next to the sink. Asher's strong fingers rubbed the dye into her hair. "I placed a call to your father while I was out." Carefully, he placed some bleach on her eyebrows.
    "Did you talk to him?" she asked in an eager voice. If anyone could make this situation right, it was her father.
    "The housekeeper answered." Her shoulders slumped, and he continued, "I didn't mention you, but I told her Kent and I quit. That we wanted to spend more time with our girlfriends and didn't need the stress of the job anymore. I told her we were going on vacation together and wouldn't be able to be reached."
    "What did she say?"
    "She said she understood and told me she would pass it onto your father when he returned home. Terrible situation, blah blah blah." Asher ran his fingers through her hair with a soothing stroke.
    "What phone did you call from?" Kent asked from the doorway.
    "There's actually a payphone out front of the motel. Who knew those things even still existed."
    "Welcome to the ghetto," she muttered and sat back. "Can someone sweep up the hair so I don't have to see it?"
    Kent grunted in agreement, and the sound of plastic rustling filled the air. Asher carefully cleaned the bleach from her eyebrows with a wet washcloth and patted her face dry. As he stroked her face, she was reminded of him whispering words of encouragement to her as Kent pleasured her last night. And their talk about not wanting to take advantage of her. Silly men.
    "Done."
    She opened her eyes and found the men staring at her. Licking at her piercing, she said, "Thank you for taking care of me."
    Both men smiled, and that gave her the courage to continue. "If I have that … need again, you have my permission to help anyway you can." Staring at the stained grout in the tile floor, she shuffled the bottoms of her black fuzzy slippers. "It was wonderful and terrible at the same time."
    Peeking up, she saw each of the men's eyes had darkened with desire. Not as hyper aware of them as she had been in the grips of passion, she still recognized the sight of two men that wanted her when she saw it. Even if she did have a head full of stinky hair dye.
    "We'll help you, but we won't abuse your trust. You're not in the right frame of mind to be making decisions right now. Especially since you've been hypnotized into … wanting it," Kent said and cleared his throat a couple times .
    "Yeah, that would be wrong," Asher added in a husky whisper. His gaze darted to her nipples, now sticking out from the thin cotton of her shirt.
    With a sigh, she shook her head. "It's not wrong if I'm giving you permission."
    Both men shook their heads and Kent said, "It would be wrong."
    "Yep."
    Rolling her eyes, she flapped her hand at them. "Fine, whatever." Her pride stung a bit and she tried to brush it off. So what if they didn't want to take whatever relationship they had to the next level. At least they were decent enough men to not sleep with her if they didn't have any intention of loving her. She could deal with it. Sure.
    The beep of Kent's wristwatch went off in the uncomfortable silence and Asher said, "Into the shower with you."
    Both men left her alone in the bathroom and she avoided looking in the mirror. Kent returned and handed her a bundle wrapped in a towel. He tipped her head with the tip of his finger and said, "We'll take care of you, Princess." His thumb ran over her lower lip and slid across her piercing. Sadness pinched her heart and she ducked out of his grip. It wasn't fair that he was being so nice to her when he had no intention of being anything but her friend.
    Turning her back to him, she set the bundle on the toilet and found some strawberry scented soap wrapped in the clothes. The door closed behind her and she turned on the shower.
    Washing quickly, she tried not to feel how short her hair was and how little time it took to rinse all the dye out.
    After toweling off, she examined the clothes Asher had bought for her. Panties and matching bra,