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Summer started to cry, her head nodding emphatically, faster and faster. She fanned her hands at each of them so they’d move in closer and hold her. Then she planted kisses all over each of their faces. A few for one, then a few for the other, in little flurries of frantic, tear stained emotion.

It was love then. And that settled it, as long as their commanding officer would play ball and not give them a hard time about requesting to remain in Jacksonville.

Chapter 12

Summerlyn

The next week waiting to find out if they’d be staying in Jacksonville was like torture, an emotional roller coaster that felt like being stabbed with something sharp over a long period of time. Summer had a big order to fill for the food festival outside of Jacksonville. Her pecan bars were always a hit, but she was trying a new recipe this year as an experiment. It was her way of taking part in the family dialogue that took the form of baking among the Sweet women through the generations.

“Oh, why did I have to choose this year to try something new? Does that taste quite right to you?” she asked for the tenth time that morning. It wasn’t even late enough in the day to open up the storefront to customers and they’d already been at it for hours on the special recipe. “I wanted to give it a nice caramel twist just like my favorite latte.”

“That’s exactly what it tastes like,” Brooke said. “Honestly, people are going to love these. And we do need to get a move on actually making them.”

She was very pragmatic for a student. The pair of them made a great team. It would be nice to double date with her friend, Summer thought. Only it would be more like a double and a half date with her two men. Her two handsome, caring, Marine boyfriends.

As the days went by, she didn’t have any spare time to see them that lined up with their schedules. Maybe their commanding officer was riding them extra hard because they’d requested to stay on locally. Hopefully, it was all to make sure they were dedicated enough for the position and their extra hours would pay off with them being allowed to remain in Jacksonville.

The orders were finally finished on the very final day of their stationing in Jacksonville. At least, it was scheduled to be unless they got permission to stay. They planned a date for that evening. Summer could barely bring herself to get ready. It seemed so final, like she was preparing herself to see them off forever.

When they arrived to pick her up, the boys were wearing smart dress shirts and ties with nice black pants and shoes to match.

“Oh my, you two look amazing!” she exclaimed, rushing forward to embrace each of them.

It was awkward at first having to choose who’d get the first kiss each time they greeted or parted. But now she just went for whoever was nearest. It sorted itself out so things were fair in the long run anyway. They clearly weren’t jealous of each other or they wouldn’t have been so persistent about sharing her.

Chapter 13

Summerlyn

Dinner finished and they still had not heard from their CO about whether they were staying in Jacksonville.

“That’s bull,” Summer said. She knew they were pissed too. But they were not the types to badmouth any superior officer, even in private company.

“I’m sure he’ll let us know soon,” Chase’s smile was tight as he drummed his fingers on the table.

“Yeah, he said any time between 12:00 hours and 22:00 hours, so we’ve still got time,” Lucas said, checking his watch.

Summer glanced at the clock on her condo’s wall. It was 9:00 pm now, which translated to 21:00 hours in military speak. “He’s sure cutting it close. This is killing me waiting to know. You boys will be staying with me, I know it. You have to be staying.” She didn’t know if she was trying to reassure them or herself.

“I sure hope you’re right,” Lucas said in a low, rich growl. “We will be, just wait and see,” He was the type to sugar coat his thoughts to spare her feelings. Whereas, Chase felt bad about telling mistruths like that, even if saying what he really thought might not be the best thing to hear.

“Well, if this is going to be the last night you two are staying in Jacksonville, I’m going to give you a proper send off. One you’ll never forget. I have something I’ve been keeping from you.”

“Oh?” they both said in unison.

Her lashes lowered over her eyes. “I ... it’s pretty plain to see that you’re both the dominant type. And while I’m sure you can tell I don’t mind that, well ... I want you to dominate me.”

There was a small silence as the men stared at her. Summer blushed, but she shifted on the couch, angling her body closer as their gazes went from surprised to heated. “In all honesty, I like being submissive. At least to a point. Nothing too extreme. But it turns me on so much.”

“What about a little bondage?” Lucas growled.

Summer nodded, running her tongue over her bottom lip.

“A little rough?” Chase asked slowly, as if he didn’t quite believe what he was hearing.

“Yes, please,” she said. Her heart rate sped up, and her breaths came a little closer together as her body began to warm. “Sir.”

“Oh, sir? Well then.” He stood up and whoosh! - his pants dropped to the floor just like that. He had jockey briefs on, but they were being tented out by an impressive bulge.

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