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Kelly

After getting back to the homestead and taking a shower. I’m still so giddy about the threesome last night that my insides are still vibrating. I feel like I’m floating everywhere I go. Once I feel clean, I put on some comfy shorts and a t-shirt, leaving my hair to air dry.

I go to the kitchen and make a cup of tea. Leaning against the counter, I think about the things the guys did to me. And what I did to them. A sheepish grin plays on the corners of my lips, daring me to smile, even laugh.

I can’t hold it back, and like a schoolgirl getting her first kiss, I spin in a circle then clasp my hands together, laughing at myself. Biting my lip and cautiously looking around, I bite my lower lip, wondering what I looked like to some stranger.

A fucktard. That’s what I’d look like.

My tea is ready and I take it to the chair in the corner, where I left my notes when I came in this morning. It’s no good for me to focus on this right now with every other thought belonging to last night and the guys.

It absolutely was the best ever. I’ve never had a threesome, but I certainly did enjoy it. Both guys did their own things to me and it’s still sitting inside, stirring my nether regions. I know I want to experience it again.

But I’m not so sure they’ll be up for it. Last night made them more than a little uncomfortable. Heck, Trent left the room quietly and without so much as a word whispered. I think I can read that signal pretty well.

I can’t say anything about Owen. He was still beside me after Trent left, but he didn’t say anything either. I left before he got up and then ran into Trent in the hall, brushing past me in a hell of a hurry.

A little down about their lack of enthusiasm regarding the sex, I hope that they can get over themselves soon and their hang-ups about what sex is and is not. I think everyone in the world needs to come to grips with what that sex looks like for them individually.

Another sense rears its ugly head and I try to fend it off. But I can’t. The same notions that I was fighting with a couple of days ago, are coming back to haunt me yet again.

Hello, guilt! Welcome and come in and beat the shit out of me for a few minutes. Yes, go ahead and stomp all over my good feelings. I won’t mind at all.

The fuck I won’t!

I know that I’m crossing a line that is not only my personal rule, but also a professional rule in the Code of Conduct manual. But more of the problem lies in the fact that I’m letting these guys down. I’m too into them and I’m not enough into my investigation at present.

I can’t understand why this investigation is such a struggle for me. I roll my eyes and sip my tea. You know fucking A-well why your mind is distracted. Two reasons.

Trent.

Owen.

And that’s it.

Knock! Knock! Knock! I jump not expecting someone to be here right now. I look out the window and see that both Trent and Owen are outside. Excited that they came, I rush to open the door for them. “Hey!” I say seriously happy to see them.

They come in and turn to face me as I close the door. Expecting them to talk about their weirdness last night and that they both found a way around it, wanting to have another threesome. I’m greatly disappointed when they don’t.

Trent starts by saying, “We need you to see something,” he doesn’t look at me, but looks out the window.

I glance at Owen and he basically has the same look on his face, but is staring into the kitchen. He looks at me blankly and backs up Trent. “Yeah, he found a cut in the metal fence behind the bushes when you and I were there the other night.”

“A cut?” I ask with a lower spirit and more serious tone. “How do you know it was cut?”

“I didn’t until I got off my horse and took a closer look. I had to really get myself into the bushes and climb up from behind it,” Trent says flatly. “Between the bushes and the fence line. The crazy part about the broken fence is that it has a piece of metal running down between the two sections that keep it together that can be removed.”

“He came and got me to show me. And at first, it didn’t look like much. But then he pulled the top wooden rail out from the post,” Owen adds. “The fencing wasn’t enough for a cow to pass through on its own. But if you move the rail, then it’s large enough.”

“So, somebody is definitely stealing the cattle and maybe using that for getting in and out,” I say, beginning to hear the mouth of guilt yell in my head. I sit down and grab my notepad, writing it all down. “I’ll go check this out in a bit. If one of you could show me?”

Neither one jumps at my ask and it makes me feel even worse. I should have been the one to discover that, not them. I shake my head and stand from the seat, looking at the two handsome, but uneasy men in my living room.

I’m not on top of my game here and I have to find a way to separate work and play. I’m going to separate it in the only way I know how.

“I’ll be the one to talk about the elephant in the room,” they both look at me intently with looks of desire minced with a touch of unsettledness. “I want to have another threesome with you both, soon.”

It appears that it didn’t go over very well.

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