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“When he washed that shitty black dye out of his hair.” Hunter winked.
“Hey.” Ramsey was indignant. “I’m a sexy fucking brunette.”
“You’re sexy. Period,” Hunter said. “As a brunette… you’re just trying too hard.”
I liked the playful exchange. The honesty was a welcome relief and the ease of the banter was familiar and comforting. “I’ve always been partial to your natural auburn,” I said to Ramsey.
“He lightens it because blond polls better.”
“Ha.” I wasn’t surprised by Hunter’s confession. “I so called that.”
Ramsey clenched his jaw, but amusement danced in his eyes. “Not sure I like being ganged up on this way.”
“Violet never complains about being double teamed.”
I flushed at Hunter’s words. “Not once. I think you might like it if you give it a try, Lollie.” That was the name Ramsey gave me the night we met. He’d also given me a horrible pick-up line to go with it. I hadn’t called him that since, but tonight it seemed appropriate.
Ramsey’s growl was almost primal, and in a flash he straddled my legs and pinned my wrists to the cushion on either side of me. “I think I’m happier being on top.” He was as much playfulness as threat.
“You sure?” I teased. “Because that’s the perfect position for Hunter to ride your ass.”
Ramsey raised an eyebrow. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
Now that the images were in my head, both men naked, the groans each of them made when they were turned on, and Hunter entering Ramsey from behind… Desire pulsed between my legs. “Yeah, actually.”
“I don’t top.” Hunter nudged Ramsey’s shoulder.
Ramsey let me go and rolled back into his own seat, landing with a chuckle. “Life is a lot better with all three of us.”
Such a simple statement, but it threatened to send me into a spiral of regret and doubt. I didn’t want that.
“Remember that weekend at Timpanogos?” Hunter’s question kept me here.
I was happy to linger in the pleasant memories. “When you made me watch the entire08th MS Teamseries?”
“Madeyou?” Ramsey laughed. “What wemadewas your world a brighter place, for the experience.”
I couldn’t argue that, but it had more to do with the company than the show. “It’s idealistic.”
“Your face is idealistic,” Hunter said.
“Gee, Ramsey.” He’d summoned that fake-Violet voice. “Thank you for improving my life forever with Gundam.”
This was so ridiculous. And twice as fun. “I’ve got much better curves than a Zaku.”
Hunter shook his head. “No one has more perfect curves than a Zaku.” He managed to say it with a straight face.
“They’re perfectly symmetrical. Fantastic for engineering,” Ramsey agreed. “But I prefer my people with a little softness.”
I looked between them with disbelief. “I can’t believe you’re comparing me to a giant robot. And they’re not even the good guys.”
“But you still come out on top,” Ramsey said as if it were obvious.
I couldn’t help but take the conversation back a few minutes. “Unlike Hunter.”
“Nice.” Hunter laughed.
“At the time you said you enjoyed the show.” Ramsey was still in serious mode.
