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“Cricket,” I repeated, this time in the same deep tone that she’d responded to so well before. I knew her, deep down. But I didn’t know the everyday shit, the stuff that was affecting her now.

She shook her head against my chest.

I glanced at Lee who sat on the coffee table in front of us, his elbows on his thighs, just looking at her.

“I don’t understand why you’re here,” she finally said, turned her head toward my friend. “And who you are.”

“I’m Lee, baby.” He reached out, placed his hand on her knee, slid his thumb back and forth. He followed that gesture by giving her his signature grin. “You probably don’t recognize me since it was dark in Sutton’s hotel room and that was the point, but you might if I had my cock back in your pussy.”

She stiffened in my hold. I wasn’t sure if I should kill Lee or thank him. “Archer and Lee are the men who shared you that night,” I clarified before she thought Lee was a fucking pervert.

Archer moved closer, stood behind the coffee table, crossed his arms.

“Oh my god,” she whispered. Her head lifted and I assumed she was looking at Archer. “You knew when you pulled me over?”

He shook his head. “No. Not until you said your name was Cricket. I called Sutton for confirmation.”

“There aren’t that many Crickets around,” Lee added.

I shifted so I could tip her chin up, slide my thumb over the familiar chicken pox scar on the side of her cheek. “I remember this…and other things about you,” I said.

Her eyes met mine and while her dark eyes were laced with confusion, I saw calmness. Happiness, perhaps?

“Like the way you like your hair stroked.” I lifted my hand, slid my fingers through her long tresses, remembered it had been pulled back into a sleek ponytail when I’d first met her at the rodeo. “The way you smiled at me across the arena and ruined me for all others.”

She sucked in a breath and her eyes dropped to my lips.

“The way you tasted,” I continued, sliding my thumb over her plump lower lip.

Her tongue flicked out and licked it. My cock went instantly rock hard.

“And lower,” I added, slipping my thumb into her mouth so she sucked on it, swirled around it as if it were the head of my cock.

I pulled my hand away, not sure if I could handle any more reminder of how skilled she was on her knees. My balls ached with the need to sink into her and my pants were all but strangling my dick.

“Do you remember, too?” I asked.

She closed her eyes, nodded. Her lips were still parted, her breath ragged. She wasn’t indifferent and it gave me hope.

“Remember when you rode my cock?” Lee asked. “You’re the best cowgirl I’ve ever seen. You stayed on a lot longer than eight seconds.”

That line was old and cheesy, but it certainly lightened the mood.

“And me? Do you remember me?” Archer added, gazing at her with dark eyes. He might be wearing his uniform, but he wasn’t on duty. No, he was talking to her as a man.

“Your name’s not Wade?” she asked.

Archer glanced down at his chest, noticed his name tag. “It is. Archer Wade. And I remember you. I was the one who fucked your ass, claimed that virginity, made you come so hard, right?”

A whimper escaped and she shifted on my lap. Oh yeah, she remembered.

But that wasn’t for now. Kissing her, touching her, loving her. Fucking her. No, there were some things we had to know first.

I lifted her off my lap so she stood between me and Lee.

She had on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Sneakers. Nothing fancy, but she looked perfect to me. Although, she would look even better naked.

Soon.

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