Monroe, Marla - Her Biker Boyfriends [The Dirty Dozen 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Marla Monroe Read Free Book Online Page B

unsuspecting woman have you talked into going out with you two?”
    “Fuck you, Zack,” Ranger said good-naturedly.
    “So, are we going to make the deadline?” Drew asked.
    “Looks like it. Provided someone gets back to work and stops jerking off,” Cole said with a chuckle.
    Drew pumped his fist and then knocked knuckles with Ranger. They returned to their area and got back to work. Two more days and they would have the entire weekend with Carly. Drew had called her at least once each week the last three weeks. They talked for almost an hour each time he called. He couldn’t stop thinking about her even when they were working.
    Later that night, he and Ranger discussed what they wanted to do for the weekend. They both wanted it to be special in hopes that Carly would enjoy herself enough to want to continue to see them.
    “You know, we’ve really spent very little time with her considering that we’ve known her for over a month now,” Drew said.
    “I know. I hope we can change that.” Ranger popped the top on a beer and took a deep drink.
    “You’re more involved with her than you ever have been with a woman, even Rachel,” he said.
    “There’s something about her, Drew. I don’t know if it will last, but right now, she interests me.”
    “You seem to feel comfortable with her. Relaxed, even,” Drew pointed out.
    “Yeah, I guess I am. She’s easy to be around.”
    Drew took another swig of his beer and thought about it. The TV droned on in the background. He already felt closer to her than he had ever felt with Rachel, and he’d briefly considered her as possible marriage material. All that had held him back had been Ranger. If his best friend wasn’t comfortable around her then she wasn’t right for them.
    Was he honestly considering Carly as fitting that criterion already? He knew he really liked her. He could easily fall for her. Was it real, though? He figured he would learn a lot over the weekend.

    * * * *

    Friday evening Carly hurried home from work and jumped in the shower. She washed her hair and dressed in jeans and a short red blouse. She longed to wear a dress for them, but motorcycles and dresses really didn’t go together. Instead, she rolled a casual dress up in her backpack along with a change of clothes and several changes of underwear. If they went somewhere, she’d want to be fresh. Being around them tended to keep her panties wet.
    At precisely seven, the doorbell rang. Carly licked her lips and hurried to answer it. She stopped and willed her heart to slow down before answering the door.
    “Hey, guys. Come in.” She couldn’t take her eyes off of them.
    Ranger had on a black T-shirt that stretched over his broad shoulders while Drew wore a navy-blue one that emphasized his muscular chest.
    “Hey, baby.” Drew pulled her in for a kiss.
    Ranger flanked her and pushed aside her hair so he could nibble her neck. She squinched it up and giggled around Drew’s kiss. It didn’t stop Ranger, though. He growled and continued licking, kissing, and nipping at her neck.
    Drew pulled back and smiled at her. He was so good looking. She still couldn’t believe he and Ranger were interested in her. Maybe it was all about sex, but still. She wasn’t the prettiest woman out there.
    “What’s going on in that head of yours?” Drew asked.
    “Nothing. I’m just wondering what you two have planned for the weekend.”
    “It’s all about getting to know you,” he said.
    “Where is your pack? We probably need to get going. We’re cooking steaks on the grill tonight. The potatoes are in the oven.” Ranger opened her door.
    Carly grabbed her backpack and started to shrug it on. Ranger pulled it from her hands and pulled it on himself.
    “Ranger will carry it. I don’t want you to end up off-balance riding on back with me.”
    “Thanks.” She followed Ranger out the door.
    The trip back to their place was surprisingly quick. She wasn’t sure if they took a more direct rout or if