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“Yes.”

Just above a whisper, her voice fluttered like her lashes did.

“And do you want it? Want us?”

Sure his question was supposed to be sensual banter but he also meant it. Did she want to do this, with them? She’d seemed eager but there was a difference between fantasy and reality. If she decided that being with two men—twins no less—was a bridge too far, that was always her prerogative and he wanted her to know that.

“So badly.”

The need in her voice made his cock jerk, pulse against her belly. They would stop anytime she said stop, but he hoped to god she wouldn’t. This wouldn’t be the first time he’d shared a woman with Lo and he didn’t want it to be the last, but there was something about the woman being her, Tamsyn, and not someone else.

They’d usually picked up a woman in a hotel bar or on a beach somewhere far away from here. So perhaps it was the thrill of being in his own house and finally being able to have something he’d been wanting for so long. Or maybe it was the charge of taboo. The risk was infinitely lower now that he wasn’t a Congressman, but they were still in Clover City, they were still Foster-Webbs. It was goddamn titillating to have her pressed between them.

But even though 98 percent of his blood must have made a mad rush for his dick, he wasn’t entirely insensate.

“Then let’s move this upstairs, shall we? It’s far more comfortable in my bedroom than in the foyer. And more private.”

He caught Lo’s gaze over Tamsyn’s shoulder, and his twin gave a short, crisp nod before returning to kissing and mouthing Tamsyn’s neck. Yes, they were on the same page.

It wasn’t likely that there was a photographer staking out his home—especially not with Holland being the sibling in the news right now—but it wasn’t impossible. Better not to give anyone a chance to catch them in a position any more compromising than this.

“Yes, please.”

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