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her while he was buried inside her hot, New Jersey pussy.
    Chase’s elbow poked into Mustang’s side hard. He frowned at the kid, who was too busy staring at something across the room to notice. Mustang glanced over his shoulder and saw Marla’s male companion coming out of the men’s room.
    No matter. Mustang proceeded as planned.
    “Can we buy you a drink, darlin’?” Chase’s eyes opened wide at that and Mustang decided he better deal with the situation before the kid’s head exploded. “Your boyfriend over there won’t mind, will he?”
    She smiled. “He’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a friend I dragged with me so I didn’t have to come alone.”
    Bingo. Mustang’s cock stirred in his pants. He shot Chase an I-told-you-so look and went back to work. “Did you two come in separate cars?”
    Her eyes narrowed with what could only be labeled as horniness. “We did.”
    Mustang glanced pointedly around the room. “You know, I really hate crowded, noisy bars. My trailer is parked in the lot next door. It’s nice and quiet and I’ve got cold beer and good whisky. Would you like to join Chase and me over there for a drink?” Or a three way ?
    She hesitated and, for the briefest of seconds, Mustang thought he maybe had moved too fast.
    “Sure. Just let me tell my friend I’m leaving.” She stood up and walked to where her companion was already flirting with the girls at the pool table. He wouldn’t object to being rid of her any more than Mustang would to ditching him. In this particular instance, three was company, four a crowd.
    Next to him, Chase choked. “Oh my God. She’s really coming back to your trailer.”
    “Yup. Do you think you can stop acting like a virgin long enough to fuck her?”
    That question caused another priceless expression to cross Chase’s face, but he still managed to protest. “I’m not a virgin.”
    Mustang raised one eyebrow. “If you’ve never had a threesome, then you might as well be.”
    Chase paled.
    Afraid the kid might pass out at the thought, Mustang lightened up on him a little bit. “Just keep your mouth shut and do what I tell you and this will be a night you’ll never forget. Trust me.”

    Swallowing hard, Chase nodded, just as Marla made her way back toward them.
    “Here she comes. Get that deer-in-headlights look off your face and let’s go.”

Chapter Four
    “Are you sure you’ll be okay driving all the way home to Texas by yourself?”
    Mustang patiently answered what had to be Jenna’s tenth question regarding his getting home alone. “Yes, ma’am.”
    “Because we can figure something out—”
    “Jenna. I’ll be all right. My right arm is just fine to steer. The truck has an automatic transmission so I won’t have to shift again after I put it into drive and go.”
    Her brow furrowed with concern. “But what if you need two hands to back up the trailer or something?”
    “I promise to only drive forward. Okay?” He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “Now, no more worrying.”
    The look on her face told Mustang asking that of Jenna was probably equivalent to asking her to not breathe. He gripped Slade’s hand and pumped it in a handshake. “She’s going to worry anyway, isn’t she?”
    “Yup.” Slade nodded. “Remember what we talked about. If you need any—”
    Not Slade too. Mustang rolled his eyes. “I remember. I won’t need any.”
    “But if you do,” Slade prompted.
    “I’ll call you. Promise.”
    Slade’s lip twisted into a doubt-filled scowl. “You’ll call me, huh? Do you even have my number?”
    “Yes.” Jenna stepped closer. “I programmed both yours and my number into his new cell phone.”
    Slade’s brows shot up to his hairline as he addressed Mustang. “Your new what? I thought you didn’t need a cell phone.”
    “You weren’t supposed to tell him.” Mustang frowned at Jenna for outing him.
    “Sorry.” Jenna shrugged and didn’t appear at all sorry.
    With a sigh, he decided he