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Rowan blinked at him. “You didn’t.”

His grin brought back a hint of the reckless young boy he’d once been. “Oh, I did indeed. I was about halfway across when I lost my balance and fell into the creek below. Managed to almost impale myself on a branch hidden in the water. My older brother was there, and he managed to haul me out before I drowned. Oh, my mother was mad.” He chuckled, rubbing his knuckles down her cheek. “She almost fainted when she saw me, and I spent the next two years doing chores to work off the cost of the doctor’s bill to stitch me up.”

“You were lucky you didn’t kill yourself,” she admonished. “And I take it the redhead wasn’t impressed by your near-death experience?”

“No.” He chuckled again, and she liked the feeling of his chest vibrating beneath her fingertips as he did. “She ended up marrying my older brother, and they gave me a mess of nieces and nephews.”

“Do you ever go home to see your family?”

“When we can. Running a ranch takes a lot of time and effort. We have men working for us now that we trust, but it has been too long since we visited back home.” He tucked a stray gold curl behind her ear. “Though, now I suppose we should plan a trip back, so we can introduce our bride to our families.”

Leaning over him, she let Edward continue to stroke her face and neck, loving how gentle he was with her. “What are they going to think? With you two sharing me?”

His smiled died a little, and his sigh was heavy. “I’m afraid we’ll have to keep up the ruse around them. When we’re visiting my family, you’ll be my bride; when we’re visiting Garret’s, you’ll be his.”

“And you’re okay with this? I must confess, I felt bad last night when I couldn’t acknowledge Garret in public. Like I was hurting his feelings.”

“My feelings weren’t hurt,” Garret said in a low, sleep roughened voice. “Don’t worry about that. We both knew what we were getting into when we decided this was the lifestyle we wanted to live. I don’t care what the world thinks, so long as, once we’re at home, you’re my wife as much as Edward’s.”

Smiling at Garret’s sleep rumpled hair and already drooping eyelids, she leaned down and gave him a kiss on h

is bristly cheek. “Good morning.”

He grunted, then pulled a pillow over his head.

Laughing, Edward said, “Don’t mind him, Garret has never been a morning person. Bloody sod can sleep through an elephant stampede.”

“I’m not much of a morning person myself,” she admitted, “but right now, sleep is the last thing on my mind.”

“Really?” he said in a deep tone that made her tingle. “What would you like to do instead?”

“Oh, I can think of a few things.”

Reaching his chest, she ran her fingers lightly through the hair she found there, then paused as she examined the flat disc of his brown nipple.

Tracing her finger around it, watching it draw up tight, she whispered, “Are these as sensitive on a man as a woman?”

“Well, I’m not a woman, so I couldn’t tell ya for sure, but I will say anywhere you touch me feels good.” Edward kept his heads behind his head, but his body flexed as she leaned down and placed a kiss on one nipple. “Ahhh, I take it back. That feels bloody good.”

The faint scent of soap came from his skin, indicating that she wasn’t the only one who’d taken a moment to clean up. Licking at the tight nub, she hummed in appreciation at his deep groan, her wandering hands stroking every inch of skin she could find. She found his body hair fascinating and sat back on her heels as she slowly followed the soft trail of hair from his chest, down his stomach where narrowed to a trail before dipping beneath the blanket.

The tented blanket.

Eager to get a look at him, she lifted the edge of the sheet and drew it back.

He was much bigger than she remembered.

Or maybe the lighting was just better.

Either way, the sight of his hard length jutting up into the air made a wave of internal heat rush through her body. Her pussy did that greedy clench that only Edward and Garret had could seem to cause, and she carefully traced her fingertip over one of the prominent veins running along the side. When his cock jumped beneath her fingertips, she jerked back with a little yelp.

Edward’s erection twitched in a most distracting manner as he laughed, “Ya don’t have to be scared of it. He likes you.”

Giving him a narrow-eyed look, she leaned forward again gave the tip of his erection a soft kiss. “I like him, too.”

“Up on your hands and knees, little tigress,” Edward ordered. “Turn a little this way so I can touch you as well.”

Feeling both naughty and shy, she did as he asked, shivering slightly as his big hands ran up the backs of her thighs, lifting the soft white chemise she still wore so her bottom was exposed.

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