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tissue and inflame desire unlike any she’d known. If she listened to what her body was screaming, she’d strip naked and let them have their way. But Miki hadn’t been that reckless since the night she’d agreed to marry a man she barely knew. She’d allowed the rush of hormones to colour her judgement then, she wouldn’t do it again without weighing up all the possible consequences. One cost was revealing some ugly truths about herself. She just wasn’t sure where to begin.
    “Where should I start?”
    “Let’s do this like Truth or Dare except we’ll just use the truth part?” Grant offered.
    “How?” Miki thought she knew but wanted to be sure.
    “We’ll ask questions and you answer them. Simple,” Grant said.
    “Are you married?” Dayne asked.
    “No!” The very idea that she would sit here with them and be married shocked her.
    “Hey, it wouldn’t be the first time a married woman has played me.” Dayne’s words held a wealth of information without actually revealing anything.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “For what?”
    “That you were hurt.”
    Dayne’s eyes widened before narrowing to mere slits. “I never said she hurt me.”
    Miki placed her hand over his. “You didn’t have to. And I’m still sorry.”
    He scrutinised her a moment longer before Grant entered their little game.
    “When did you get divorced?”
    “I didn’t. I’m widowed.”
    “Jeez. Now I’m sorry,” Dayne said.
    “Don’t be. I would have divorced him if he hadn’t gotten himself killed.”
    Both men remained silent, but she found each of her hands held by strong masculine ones. It gave her the courage to say out loud the one thing that had plagued her conscience since David’s death.
    “I’m not sorry he’s out of my life and I can’t find it in myself to feel sorry for him either. He was a reckless prick who got himself killed on a dare.” Her voice held a trace of the anger she’d felt since the whole sordid details of her husband’s death had come out. Miki couldn’t feel anything but satisfaction that David had gotten what he deserved. She was just glad the woman with him hadn’t been killed as well.
    “Fuck. Now I’m really sorry, Miki.” Dayne gently squeezed her hand.
    “Damn, sweetheart.” Grant pulled her into his arms and tucked her head under his chin.
    The urge to cry stole through her, but Miki was over crying for her fucked-up life. She’d done more than enough of that over the last few years. It was time to take charge and get back on track. Starting with these two men and the promise of one night of pure pleasure in their hands.
    “Take me to bed.”
     
    Grant’s whole body tensed. His grip on Miki tightened and she squeaked in protest. He loosened his hold and took a deep breath, his gaze connecting with Dayne’s. The emotions swirling in his friend’s eyes mirrored his own. Shock, confusion. Need.
    “Um, Miki, as much as I’d love to race you off to the bedroom right this second you have to be sure this is what you want.” Dayne found words quicker than Grant’s lust-addled mind could.
    “I’m as sure as I’m going to get.” Mikaila pulled from his embrace and stood. “I don’t know what will happen in the morning or why I want something so out of my normal conservative ideals, but I want both of you. Tonight.”
    Grant’s cock tented the front of his boxers so he couldn’t hide the way he was feeling, but he shifted so it wasn’t as in-your-face. He wasn’t convinced Miki understood what they wanted from her. “Miki, Dayne told you earlier what we want. We want far more than one night with you, so you can bet your sweet arse I’ll use everything in my power to convince you one night isn’t enough for any of us.”
    He pushed from the lounge and stood in front of her. “I want to fuck that cherry-red mouth while Dayne fucks your tight pussy.” Grant leaned in close. “I want to fuck your arse at the same time Dayne fucks your cunt. And I want to do it over