Two Wild for Teacher: Lone Star Lovers, Book 6 by Delilah Devlin Read Free Book Online Page B

you’re sharin’ a bed with both of us.”
    Her head shook side to side, but her body was relaxing, leaning into his caresses. “But that wouldn’t be fair. Not to one of you. And I couldn’t keep a secret that big. Not when I kiss one of you, then the next day kiss the other where people can see.”
    “Folks can’t keep us straight anyway. How’d they know?”
    “They’d know,” she said, her voice softening to a whisper, “because when the two of you are together, I can’t help myself…”
    “Can’t help what, sweetheart?” he said just as quietly.
    Her head dipped. “I can’t help what you make me want. I can’t help touching you. Kissing you. Melting like goo if you give me a wink.”
    Mace’s expression changed, love gleaming in his eyes, concern etching the edge of his jaw.
    Jason kissed her cheek again and hugged her. “Do you love us?” he asked softly.
    “I shouldn’t. It’s too soon.”
    A silly excuse, given how long this moment had been in the making. “It’s not. We’ve known each other for years. Think, Molly. You haven’t taken a lover in all that time. You waited for us.”
    Her head shook again. “I was busy.”
    Mace leaned in, rubbing his forehead against hers. “Busy waitin’ for us to grow up?”
    Jason tucked a finger under her jaw to turn her face so he could see her expression. All her uncertainty, her confusion shone in her glossy green eyes, only magnified by the lenses. “We had a plan. A good one. We’d have wooed you slowly. Made ourselves indispensible in your life. But you surprised us. Baby, you’re ready for us. Ready to be ours. Now, if you want time to think, to be sure, we’ll back off. But why waste time? We’re here. We’re sure. You don’t have to wait to make that family you need. You have one. Ours.”
    “Might need to give that girl some room to breathe,” Sam called from the porch.
    All three turned startled glances his way. Jason had forgotten he was there.
    Molly jerked as though she expected him and Mace to move away, but they stood firm, waiting as their father rose from the top step and dusted off his jeans before ambling toward them.
    His expression was neutral, but his smoky gray eyes were alert, searching when he looked down into Molly’s eyes. “Ma’am, these boys may have gone about this all wrong, but they have good hearts. They won’t ever cheat. They won’t ever raise their hands or voices to a woman—’cept when they’re bein’ ornery. They told me they’d found themselves a wife. If you’re wonderin’ whether you’ll find acceptance, you might not find all folks happy about your arrangement, but you won’t have any trouble here.” Sam glanced at both of his sons, gave them a grave nod, then walked away. Whistling.
    Mace’s eyes wrinkled at the corners with silent laughter. “Think maybe we should take this discussion inside?”
    Jason remembered the last time the two of them had brought a woman home. Ellie Harker had been livid, a writhing bundle they’d hoisted between the two of them before they’d decided they’d have to tie her to a chair while they talked sense to her.
    Mace’s eyebrow arched. “Look how that turned out.”
    Jason grinned over Molly’s head, turned her with a quick twist of his hands on her shoulders and bent to pick her up. With the woman they both loved folded over his shoulder and just beginning to wiggle, he bounded up the porch stairs.
     
    Mace followed close on Jason’s heels, eager for the coming confrontation. Molly still had doubts, not about whether she wanted them, but about whether she was doing the right thing. Not that he blamed her a bit. Some folks weren’t too kind about the alternate living arrangements that seemed to be popping up all around the county. Ellie had had her share of snide remarks and he knew she smarted over the intolerance.
    Speaking of which, Ellie poked her head out of the kitchen just as Jason slammed through the front door. Her mouth dropped