Page 64 of Her Best Men


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“What about Caleb and Wyatt? They slept with her, too?”

“What do you mean, ‘too’?”

“Just answer the fuckin’ ques—”

“Shit. You’ve slept with her, haven’t you?” he asked.

I stared Andrew down hard as I watched him lean heavily into his leather chair.

“You screwed her at that fuckin’ party, didn’t you?” Andrew asked.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but yes. Put her up in a room after so she wouldn’t have to drive home.”

“‘Cause you think you were that good?”

“Because she’d had too much to drink,” I said.

“So, you fucked her while she was drunk.”

“She wasn’t drunk. Just tipsy enough for me to be concerned about her.”

“I swear to fuck if you took advantage of her—”

“I would never dare!” I said with a roar.

My hands were curling around the edge of the chair. How dare Andrew accuse me of doing such a thing to any woman, much less Katie. I could feel my anger vibrating through my entire body as Andrew leaned forward, planting his forearms on his desk.

“I don’t know if Caleb and Wyatt are sleeping with her,” Andrew said. “But I get the distinct impression Wyatt has.”

“Why do you say that?” I asked.

“Just times I’ve caught them together. Smilin’ a little too big or standin’ a little too close. I caught them walkin’ to the edge of the property one time before their bodies got real close.”

“Shit,” I said in a whisper. “Does this mean we’re sharin’ her?”

“What?”

“Sharin’ Katie. Does this mean we’re all sharin’ Katie?”

I watched Andrew shrug befo

re he lost himself in his own thoughts.

“I don’t know how I feel about sharin’ Katie,” he said.

“Katie’s different,” I said. “It’s why I’m askin’.”

“She is different. And knowin’ she’s slept with you just—”

“Boils your skin?” I asked.

“Yep.”

“I can’t share Katie, Andrew.”

“Well, neither can I,” he said.

“Then what the fuck are we gonna do?”

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