Annabelle nodded—she was certainly shocked. They were gay, and she hadn’t even had a clue. Then another thought struck her. If they were gay, then why had Trevor kissed her? Unless he hadn’t and she had confused fantasy with reality.
She laughed out loud at her last thought. Even she couldn’t have dreamt that kiss.
Trevor lifted an eyebrow, and his lips quirked. “Are you laughing at us?”
She shook her head but had to cover her mouth with her hand as another giggle escaped.
They stalked towards her, and Annabelle got the impression of predators stalking prey. Of course that would make her the prey. Trevor stopped right before his body touched hers while Mac moved behind her.
“I’m not sure if I should be relieved that you’re comfortable enough with us that you’re laughing or insulted.” Trevor’s voice dropped low and she pressed her thighs together.
“I’m not laughing at you,” she told him, shaking head. “I just never would have guessed. It came as a surprise.
“Oh, we have much more than that to surprise you with.” He moved and pressed into her, crushing her against the body at her back.
He kissed her again, and after only a second, she kissed him back. Then she felt another pair of lips at the back of her neck. Oh God. She had both of them. Two hot men who were touching her.
“Do you like that?” Trevor asked against her lips. “Both of us touching you?
Of course she did! But these were her bosses. She couldn’t be doing this with them. She felt Mac press his erection against her bottom and had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.
“Do you?” Trevor asked again, his eyes flashing as he demanded she answer.
“Yes,” she whispered, afraid to admit it out loud.
Mac growled from behind her before she was spun around, his mouth suddenly covering hers.
Where Trevor had demanded, Mac coaxed her response. She found herself leaning into him until strong hands gripped her hips from behind.
“Mac. Trevor.” She panted their names as she tore his mouth away.
It was Mac who answered. “Hmm?”
“You have to stop kissing me.” She couldn’t take much more before she was screaming for one or both to take her.
He stilled and looked into her eyes. “Why? I know you want me. You want Trevor. Your body tells us that and more.”
“I…it’s not right.”
Again, she was spun around, but this time she was facing Trevor, and he didn’t look happy. “What’s not right?”
Putting her hand on his chest, she tried to put distance between them. She didn’t budge him an inch. “You’re my bosses.”
Relief flooded his face as she said it.
“So?” Trevor said as he sent her another heated look.
“So I have to work for both of you after this weekend. It would…complicate things.”
“Complicate things?” he repeated.
She nodded.
He surprised her by lightly kissing her before he released her. Mac kissed her cheek and started back to the oven. Annabelle blinked at them, confused.
“This isn’t casual,” Trevor told her, taking her arm and leading her to the table. “Have a seat and I’ll get you some wine.
Mac watched as Annabelle sipped her glass of wine from his position in the kitchen. She had changed into a T-shirt and a loose pair of cotton pants. He knew deep down that she belonged with him and Trevor. All they had to do was convince her.
“So you two are partners?” she asked as Trevor walked across the kitchen to the fridge and handed him a beer.
Mac frowned as he checked the steaks and potatoes, unsure how to explain it.
Trevor’s laugh echoed through the room. “All the questions you could ask and that’s the one you come up with?”
Mac looked back over at Annabelle as she blushed so he elbowed Trevor in the ribs.
“Oh honey I wasn’t laughing at you.” Trevor set his beer on the counter and walked towards her. As he sat in the chair next to her, Mac relaxed. Trevor would know what to say to her.
“Yes, we are partners, but we are looking for someone else. A woman who will complete us.”
Annabelle looked from Trevor to him, and Mac nodded in agreement.
“You want me to complete you?” she asked, and Mac didn’t like the panic that showed on her face.
“It’s a little more complicated than just a sexual relationship,” Mac informed her, wanting to tell her the truth. He caught Trevor’s eyes, but his lover shook his head. Mac sighed, but winked at Annabelle. “Which we will explain later because dinner’s ready.”
Mac set the plates down in front of her and Trevor before going back and getting his own and both men’s beer. Trevor topped off her glass of wine then they sat around the table together.