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ARIZONA

What do you get when you cross a pig and a cactus?

A porky-pine.

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Loud pounding on my front door awakened us the next morning. My annoyance flared. I’d been having the best dream ever! Granted, it was a little weird, but it was still freaking incredible! I’d been having the most incredible sex of my life with two dinosaur shifters—

My thoughts came to a screeching standstill, and when my eyes landed on the two men pressed along either side of me, my body temperature spiked to a dangerous level.

It hadn’t been a dream.

It had really happened.

The pounding on the door grew louder, and someone shouted my name.

“Coming! Coming!” I shouted back while muttering under my breath about how I might have been coming if they hadn’t interrupted my morning.

During the night, the sheet had come untucked from under the mattress. Pulling it against my body, I tried to wrap it around my body while shimmying my way off the bed. The movement pulled the sheet from the bodies of the two sleeping men, exposing their muscle torsos, long legs, and other parts.

My cheeks warmed, and I looked away… taking one more peek, of course. After what we did last night, I couldn’t believe I still had it in me to feel embarrassed.

Working my way off the bed, I picked up the comforter where it had fallen on the floor and laid it gently over the two men. Tiptoeing my way out of the room, I closed the bedroom door behind me.

The front door was trembling under the fist of whoever was on the other side of it. I wasn’t exactly Miss Popularity, so early morning visitors were unusual. They were also typically annoying. Nothing good ever happened this early in the morning. Civilized people needed time for coffee before approaching other humans.

Standing on tiptoe, I looked through the tiny peephole. My heart lodged itself in my throat, and panic started rising faster than bread dough in hell.

It was two police officers. They were probably here about last night. I wanted to smack myself. Duh! Of course that’s why they were here.

The last thing I wanted to do was practice my woefully inadequate acting skills while still half asleep. What I really wanted was to be back in bed with the two sexy dino-dudes who were determined to convince me that they belonged to me. But it was not to be. Straightening my shoulders, I cracked open my door.

“Can I help you, officers?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.

Both detectives’ jaws dropped, their eyes taking in my clothing, a.k.a. sheet, and my wild bed hair. Hey! If they wanted me to be presentable, they should have made an appointment.

“You were asleep?” the older of the pair asked. He was balding, with a rounded middle that stretched the buttons of his dress shirt. There were stern lines carved into his face, and I wondered if he’d ever smiled in his life.

“Your skills of deduction are impressive.” The moment those words left my mouth, I wished I could shove them back in. My lack of caffeine meant I was also lacking my filter. People and I didn’t mix until I had downed at least two cups of coffee. Which could be a problem since I was supposed to be playing sweet damsel-in-distress, not snarky antagonist.

To my relief, the second detective burst out laughing. I was shocked at how handsome he looked when he laughed. At a quelling look from his grumpy partner, he straightened his features back into a neutral expression. Reaching out his hand, he introduced himself. “I am Detective Jack Oliver, and this is my partner, Detective Billings. You are Ms. Charcoal, I presume?”

“Yes, I am. But you can just call me Arizona.” Reaching out, I shook his hand, only to yank it back when static electricity snapped between our palms.

“Ouch!” I squinted at him, rubbing my burning palm with my left hand.

“How odd. I haven’t been shocked like that since I was a kid.” Detective Oliver gave an awkward chuckle, pressing his hand to his thigh. A thigh that bulged under his perfectly pressed pants as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.

My gaze traveled up, noting the lack of a wedding ring or a tan line to indicate he was supposed to be wearing one but had taken it off. Butterflies brushed against my stomach at the knowledge he wasn’t married, but I quickly tried to squash the pesky bugs dancing in my tummy. I had to be the greediest chick on the planet to have two men currently sleeping in my bed while I ogled another man. How long was the ancient dirt drug going to keep affecting me?

If it pleases you to bring another mate to your bed, we will have no issue with it. Watching you with another man could be very erotic.

Rezkac’s words had my blood heating and my heart doing frantic cartwheels inside my chest.

How had I gone from a sex life that was mediocre at best to this?

I wasn’t sure I was comfortable with the three of us being a ‘thing.’ It was amazing last night, but that was just one night. Plus, adding a fourth would be hot… I mean, awkward.

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