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The way Mac was looking at me, like he wanted to drag me back to his cave by my ratty ponytail, had my pussy clenching, made me eager for him to pull his pants down again.
Hardin sat beside him and eyed me, too. As if he hadn’t seen a woman before, or he’d been at sea for six months and I was the first woman he’d spotted in port.
Again, two men. TWO. As in more than one.
If I felt awkward and out of place in a bar, I had no idea how I’d behave if I were in Mac’s bed. He was years older than me. Experienced. Looking at him, he must have conquered every female in Cutthroat County. I had zero experience with a guy. Oh, I knew all about the penis in a medical sense, the two chambers, the corpora cavernosa that was surrounded by the tunica albuginea. But a hard dick, in a vagina… in my vagina or hand or mouth…
I squirmed in the booth because it wasn’t just Mac’s dick. There was Hardin’s dick, too. I hadn’t seen it, but I wondered if it was proportionately sized, because if it was, it was going to be a baby arm. A baseball bat. A club. How did he walk?
“You didn’t have to take me to dinner,” I said, trying to steer my thoughts away from their anatomy. What did one say in a situation like this, especially after the mix-up in the ER? So tell me about your dick. Do you get hard for all the girls or just me? How did you fit it back in your jeans? Is it still hard?
Even with music coming from the jukebox and the start of the happy hour crowd, the high backs of each bench seat made it seem as if the three of us were alone. “You’ve said that. Several times.”
“Four,” I replied. I bit my lip, realizing my analytical mind was vomiting stupid words.
The corner of Hardin’s perfect lips tipped up. Yes, they were perfect. Kissable. I amused him. Both of them.
“You’re very precise, aren’t you?” he asked.
I nodded, pushed my glasses up. “I am. I can’t help it, actually.”
A waiter came over, tossed coasters onto the table. “Drinks?”
“Yes,” Mac said at the same time I said, “No.”
Mac looked to me. “If there’s anyone who needs a drink, it’s you.”
Hardin nodded in agreement but stayed silent.
Back at their auto shop, Hardin had lifted me down from the tow truck, his big hands spanning my entire waist. Mac had detached my car and went in search of a replacement tire. He’d returned, stating that since it was late and if it was all right with me, one of them would fix it in the morning, wanting to take me to dinner—and then drop me at home after—to make up for the ER mix-up. They hadn’t given me much choice since I wasn’t walking the mile to my house in the cold. And I was hungry. And they were hot. I owed it to women to go out with two hot, brawny guys.
I pursed my lips at Mac’s words, knowing I’d been classified as everything from uptight to frigid. He was right. I needed a drink. Probably several.
“What do you like?” he asked.
“Decide for me,” I said, not sure what to pick and not wanting to give that gem of cluelessness away.
They ordered beers for themselves, a vodka and something for me.
“Not much of a drinker?” Mac asked.
I picked up the coaster, twirled it in my fingers. “Not a drinker at all,” I replied. “I was in my third year of medical school when I turned twenty-one. I haven’t had much of an opportunity since.”
Hardin frowned, then said, “Twenty-one your third year in medical school? That made you… fifteen when you graduated high school?”
“Fourteen.”
His auburn brows shot up. “You went to college at fourteen?”
“Yeah, Harvard.”
“Holy shit,” Mac whispered, slowly shaking his head. “So you’re pretty smart.”
“Yes.”
As we talked, they listened. Focused. Seriously stared, Mac’s dark eyes and Hardin’s hazel ones taking in mine. Mac’s dipped to my lips. He made me uncomfortable, but not in a creepy way like Dr. Knowles, even after what Mac had done in the exam room. If Dr. Knowles had pulled out his penis—no way was I calling it a dick—I’d have lost my shit and HR would definitely have to listen.
The waiter dropped off the drinks. As I took a sip of mine, I thought of the confrontation I had with Dr. Knowles as I’d gathered my things from the doctors’ lounge to meet Mac in the parking lot.
