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My gaze jumped across the room, going from one pair of eyes to the next. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, what this conversation was truly about.

“How weallfeel about you,” Mac said, as if sensing my difficulty grasping what was happening. “That’s what this is about. We’re… well, we’re all four of us crazy about you.”

I opened my mouth then quickly closed it, not even remotely sure of what to say. I stared intently at the glass of wine in front of me, shooting my hand out and grabbing it, bringing it to my lips and taking a long sip.

“You’ll, uh, have to excuse me,” I said. “I’m not exactly used to the idea of four men, four brothers at that, sharing something like this with me.”

Warm smiles formed on all of their faces, even the normally stoic and taciturn Marcus and Mac. It was surreal, but the calm and cool attitude with which the guys handled it went a long way toward making me feel better.

“I get that,” Mac said. “Hell, weallget it. It was strange for us too, the first time it happened.”

“Thefirsttime this happened? You’re kidding me, you guys have been through this before with another woman?”

“Yes. And it was the last thing we’d expected to happen.”

“About two years ago,” Mac started after taking a sip of his whiskey, “we’d needed a few extra hands on the farm for the first big harvest. We put up an ad in town, and before we knew it, we had a dozen workers ready to pitch in. We’ve got the guest house, so most of them stayed here on Thousand Acres for the season. One of them was a woman named Tiffany.”

I felt the air change at the mere mention of the name. The men regarded one another, each of them giving off the impression that this woman, whoever she might’ve been, was a subject that rarely, if ever extended beyond them.

“Tiffany,” I said, trying the name on for size. “Who was she?”

“Long story short,” Adam said, “she was a woman that couldn’t decide between the four of us, so she decided to have all of us.”

I blinked hard, trying to wrap my head around the idea. “She had you…all? Sorry to pry, but you’re going to have to fill me in on the logistics here.”

Marcus took a sip of his whiskey before he began to explain. “One after the other. That’s how she got us. Mac first, then me, then Adam, then Tyler.”

“Saving the best for last, naturally,” Tyler said with a smile.

“Wait, so she hopped from one bed to the next?” I asked. It was so bizarre, almost too much to process.

“Pretty much,” Adam replied. “But she didn’t do it in a predatory sort of way. She liked all of us equally, so things just sort of happened in the way that they did.”

I thought about my experiences with the men over the last week, how I’d nearly come close to kissing all of them more than once. I didn’t know this Tiffany woman, but I sure as hell could empathize with her.

“What happened?” I asked, hooked into the story.

“We’d all been suspecting that something was going on,” Mac said. “Hard to keep a situation like that hidden for long. We chatted and…”

“None of us really cared,” Adam chimed in. “We still liked her, that didn’t change. Fists didn’t start flying—there wasn’t any jealously; not even a little.”

“Then what?” I asked, intrigued.

“Poor Tiffany must’ve been going insane,” Tyler said. “Keeping something like that a secret. Anyway, she brought us all in for a meeting, figuring it would be easier to tell all of us at the same time.”

“Like this,” I said with a smile.

“Except in reverse,” Marcus said, matching my smile with one of his own.

“She broke it to us,” Adam said. “Must’ve been thinking we’d beat each other up, then boot her ass out of Thousand Acres. But that’s not what happened. We just… didn’t care. We liked her, she liked us… what’s wrong with a little sharing between brothers?”

“Tiffany was stunned, naturally,” Tyler went on. “But once she got over the initial shock, once she realized that we weren’t upset, the conversation took on a different tone. We started talking about where to go from there.”

“And what did you decide?” the words shot out of my mouth. Maybe I sounded overeager, but who could blame me? I was desperate to know what happened with Tiffany.

Mac spoke. “We decided to just keep the good thing going. Only now, we didn’t have to pretend about it. We were open with one another. It was a bit odd at first, but you’d be surprised how quickly one gets used to an arrangement like that.”

Tyler went on. “Started out that she’d pick which of us she wanted to spend the night with. In time, however, we started sharing.”

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