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“On onion rings the scent might be amazing,” I chuckled. “But on a woman who just worked a nine-hour shift… it’s just not the same.”
“Fine,” Tate said, urging me into the hallway. “Go ahead and shower up. We’ll have hot slices and cold beer ready when you get out.”
“And don’t dress up either,” said Jacob, tipping back his beer. “Tonight we’re going for casual comfy.”
I made my way into the bedroom, where I’d usually disrobe. Instead, I grabbed some fresh clothes and headed into the bathroom. It should’ve probably made me nervous that there were two hot guys in my living room ready to ply me with movies and pizza. Instead I enjoyed the thrill of it all, stripping off my waitress’s outfit and stepping beneath the steamy hot shower spray.
This is going to be fun.
It sure was. And hopefully relaxing, too. I could tell the guys had already showered and cleaned up, and they were both in comfortable clothes.
It’s also going to be… interesting.
When it came to that part, I had no doubt. I wondered what they’d talked about all day, hanging out in the garage and working on the car together. I’d been wondering my whole shift what “guy stuff” meant, and whether or not one of them had talked to the other about kissing me. And in Tate’s case, a lot more than that.
If so, there was nothing to be done about it now.
Drying off, I applied some lotion and slipped into the most comfortable outfit possible: a pair of cloth drawstring shorts and my favorite T-shirt. By the time I got back to the living room, the guys had slid the dimmer switch in the living room halfway down, and were already using my remote to scroll through movie lists.
“What are we watching?” I asked from the doorway.
Tate handed me a beer on the way to the couch. I noticed they’d strategically positioned themselves on either side, leaving the middle cushion for me.
“Action movies and thrillers aren’t too relaxing,” said Tate, “so we figured on either a rom-com or something slow and scary.”
“And scary is relaxing?” I joked.
“Well…”
“You guys go ahead and pick,” I smiled, settling between them. “I’m not gonna be responsible for making you sit through Pretty Woman or anything.”
After vetoing The Shining because it was too freaky and The Invitation because I’d seen it, we settled on a flick called The Innkeepers. As the intro rolled and we settled in, I suddenly remembered the pizza.
“Are you hungry now?” Jacob asked, when I pointed it out.
“No, not at the moment actually.”
“Good. We had a late lunch after getting the engine in,” he said. “So we figured the pizza would be more of a midnight snack.”
“So you’re staying until midnight?” I laughed casually.
“Unless you throw us out,” Tate countered.
“Hmmm…” I sighed, stretching back into the couch. “Well, we’ll see how good you boys are.”
It felt amazing, just finally sitting down. Without thinking I reached out and went through my nightly routine of kneading the balls of my feet, and cracking my toes.
“Feet hurt from being on them all day, huh?” Tate asked sympathetically. Before I could even nod, he grabbed me by the ankles and swung my legs into his lap. “I can fix that.”
Two strong hands closed over one of my feet, and I nearly fainted with pleasure. After all the steps I’d taken today, it was almost like having an instant orgasm. Shit, it was pretty damned close.
“What he means is we can fix that,” Jacob corrected him.
Shifting his ass to the coffee table, Jacob took my other foot into his lap. I sat there with my legs slightly parted, one foot in each of their laps, as four incredible hands went to work at once.
“Oh my GOD…” I sighed loudly.
“Too much?” Tate asked, backing off.
