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anymore.” Jeni needed to be strong. She needed to leave before Glenn found her.
    “You’re doing better, but you’re not out of the woods yet, baby. Let’s get these down. I’ll only give you two since you’re not running a fever right now.” Brock handed her the two pills.
    She swallowed before bringing the pills to her mouth. Her throat was scratchy and raw feeling. She knew that juice was going to be rough on her throat. It would probably burn like a live fire going down. Throwing a nasty look towards both Brock and Brady that the men probably couldn’t appreciate in the dark, she tossed back the pills and brought up the orange juice and swallowed with all intentions of getting them down the first time. It almost worked.
    One of the stupid pills got hung in the back of her throat and began to dissolve. Between the juice and the disintegrating pill, she gagged and coughed and sputtered. Both men thumped on her back until she was sure she would have new bruises in the morning. Finally, after a round of heavy coughing, Jeni settled back down in the bed.
    “Damn, you scared the bejeebies out of me!” Brady said, rubbing circles around her back.
    “Sorry. One got stuck.” It came out all scratchy. Definitely not her normal voice.
    “Settle down now and let’s get some more sleep. It won’t be long before dawn.” Brock turned off his flashlight and set it back on the bedside table.
    “Cuddle on up to his back, baby. I’ll keep your back warm.” Brady snuggled up against her.
    “Stop your fidgeting and relax, Jeni. No one’s going to hurt you,” Brock grumbled.
    She couldn’t help it. If felt so right to be between them, but they were all wearing next to nothing. Well, she was wearing nothing. They had on underwear. Where was the justice in that, she wondered. She let her face rest against Brock’s back. His scent set her heart stuttering and her breath coming in small gasps. She became more aware of her breasts flattened against his back and her nipples hardened to two points wanting to be noticed. She stifled a groan. Jeni jerked her attention away from Brock and thought about Brady instead.
    Bad move, she realized. One arm lay over her waist just below her breasts. When she breathed, the coarse hair on his arms tickled the underside of her breast. She drew in a breath and let it out slowly. His breath tickled the back of her neck, and she couldn’t ignore the press of his hard cock against the crack of her ass. Oh, God. What was she going to do? There was no way she could ever fall asleep like this. Not as aware of them as she now was.
    Seconds ticked by, then minutes, and still she struggled to be still.
    “Aw, hell,” Brock growled.
    He turned over and dragged her out of Brady’s arms and on top of his chest. She straddled his hips, and her hands splayed across his chest. Never had she felt so small as now, with him beneath her and surrounding her, all at the same time.
    “What in the hell did you do that for?” Brady asked.
    “She’s lying there too afraid to move, let alone breathe.” Brock tightened his hold around her. “Scoot on over and cover her up with the blankets.”
    She felt Brady pull the cover over her, then lay a gentle hand across the back of her head as if he were petting her.
    “Get some sleep, baby girl. We’ll take care of you,” he said.

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    Sometime after dawn Brock realized he was missing something. Jeni was no longer draped across his body. He felt bereft without the slight weight of her soft body covering his. He rubbed a hand over his face and turned over to find she was now draped across his brother’s body. He waited to feel some sort of jealousy, but all he felt was warmth to see her taken care of. He knew Brady would care for her as much, if not more, than he would. Then reality rushed in. She wasn’t theirs, at least not yet. He planned on changing that if he could.
    Brock rolled out of bed and bunched the covers up around the two of them to