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“I’m not naïve like the people in that painting. I would never venture into the unknown as you are asking me to. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Not when there’s so much to lose and I’m not one to take risks with what little I have.”
She was about to walk away when Jameson appeared. His arms were by his sides. He seemed angry and stiff. Was he jealous because she was talking to Jax and alone with him? She couldn’t help the thought. These men weren’t really interested in a ménage or what it was meant to offer. They were in it for sex.
“Where’d the Scot go?” he asked so forcefully she found herself stepping backward, and Jax pulled her back against his chest.
“Oh,” she gasped, and Jameson’s eyes seemed to darken with excitement. Perhaps she was wrong. Perhaps these men really did get turned on by sharing a woman. Could she be that woman? Are you fucking crazy? Snap out of it, Mariana. They will eat you up and spit you out. They’re rich.
“He’s going to be back any moment. You two should go,” she said and tried to act tough as she pulled from Jax’s hold. Well, tried to pull away. Her body apparently liked the sensation of being practically encased in such arms that she stumbled. Jax squeezed her to him and Jameson closed
the space between them. He looked her over. His body was inches from her own, and damn it, she could feel the massive heat and attraction. She wouldn’t need heat in her apartment if she had Jax and Jameson.
She shook the idiotic thought from her mind.
Yeah, sure. Bring the two rich hunks who probably live in a mansion to my dinky shit hole apartment. They’re treating me like a whore. As quickly as she had the thought, she denied that Jax or Jameson were like that. But it still didn’t mean she was taking them home or that she would go with them.
Jameson touched a finger to her chin, tilting it up toward him. She felt Jax’s cheek move against her cheek and his thick, solid arm of steel hold her around her waist.
“Get rid of the Scot, and come with us.”
She shook her head.
Jameson gave her a look that told her that he wasn’t used to being told no. Jax’s grip loosened as he moved in front of her. Now both gods stood in perfect position where she could truly absorb their fine features and muscular builds. They were a woman’s fantasy. She knew they were, because right now, even looking them over fully clothed, her panties were wet and her nipples hard.
Men like this should be illegal.
“Mariana?” Jameson said her name. She looked away.
“Please don’t do this to me. I’m not like that. I won’t sleep with you because you demand it or want it.”
“It’s not like that. I said that I wanted to get to know you. So does my brother,” Jax stated as he held her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“Mariana! There ya are. I thought I lost ya for good.” Liam appeared, and when he saw Jax and Jameson so close to her, she could tell he was upset.
“Liam, did everything go well?” she asked, stepping away from Jax, who hesitated to release her hand. Liam looked down at it and then into Jax’s eyes.
“Is there a problem here, Mariana?” Liam asked as he took her hand and pulled her to him. Thank goodness Jax released his hold.
“No problem. These are friends of Freda’s. Meet Jax and Jameson Spaulding.”
“Jax and Jameson, meet Liam Michaels III, my date this evening,” she added then smiled and looked up at Liam. He gave her a wink and then squeezed her against him.
“It’s a pleasure, gentlemen. Thank you for watching over my woman in my absence. I’ve heard about ya security firm. My new partners speak very highly of ya abilities.”
“Thank you,” Jameson squeezed out through clenched teeth, and Jax looked none the better.
“Well, Liam promised me a tour of the estate after we grab a bite to eat. Enjoy the evening,” Mariana said, and Liam escorted her away from Jax and Jameson.
* * * *
Clover Masters was standing by the bar sipping a cognac along with his partner Buster McShay.
“I think we should pull back. There have been some glitches in the computer communications. She can’t seem to bypass the new passwords,” Buster said to Clover, and he seemed awfully nervous and unsure.
“That was when mistakes happened. She was in a rush and now I think they may be on to the breach in security.”
“I really don’t care. It’s not even like I need the money or the details to Jameson Spaulding’s new ideas. I’m loaded,” Clover said in a very snobby manner. He was in his early fifties, in great physical condition, which helped him to land the younger ladies, and he hated Jameson and Jax Spaulding. With a passion.
Ever since Rothensburgh’s cousin Tara took a liking to Jameson he hated the man. So what that he and his brother were ex-military. Didn’t bother him any. He owned a few senators.
