Logan eased her hand closer to his crotch until her knuckles landed on his thick length.
She wanted to see him. That morning she’d been the only one naked. She was both excited and frightened at the same time.
Logan turned slightly toward her, lifted his opposite arm, and threaded his fingers into her hair to pull her head closer.
He set his mouth on her ear and whispered, “Sit still, baby. We’re going to take care of you. Just get through this so your sister will be less freaked out.”
She held her breath, wondering how he thought Mary hadn’t heard him in the silence of the room until she realized Sawyer had spoken to Mary at the same time Logan had made her head spin with his promises.
Mary responded to something Sawyer said. “Oh, so you’re a firefighter?”
“Yes, a hotshot. I specialize in forest fires.”
“It’s been too dry this year.”
“Yep. That’s why I moved here. A new wildland firefighter team was just put in place in this area. I’m building a house at the edge of the reservation halfway between Cambridge and Sojourn. It’s close to Laurie’s if you’ve been there.”
“I have a few times. Where are you living now?”
Logan released Amanda’s head, his fingers grazing across her cheek. “My place. We made a few adjustments this morning. My sister was living with me in my condo. She moved in with my parents, and Sawyer brought over some of his things. I’ll leave the address with you and both our phone numbers. It’s not far from here. Only a few minutes.”
Cambridge wasn’t a huge town. Getting around wasn’t complicated. Amanda already had the majority of the city figured out in her head from driving around for the past month.
“You should bring some things to Logan’s also, hon,” Sawyer suggested.
She nodded. She hadn’t thought of that. She hadn’t thought of much of anything really. So far, she was living one second at a time. Staring into the immediate future gave her the chills.
“If it’s too overwhelming, we can come back by here whenever you need anything.”
“No. It’s okay. I’m sure I can put a few things together.” They might not match, but at least I won’t run out of clothes…
“You ready to go then?” Logan asked.
“I guess.”
He stood, hauling her up next to him.
Mary stood also from her perch at the edge of the chair across from them. “I’ll help you get a few things together.” She crossed the room and headed for the hall without waiting for a response.
Logan cupped Amanda’s cheek and tilted her head back. He set a gentle kiss on her lips and smiled. “It’s going to be okay. I promise. I know your nerves are frayed, and that’s understandable, but trust us to know what you can handle.”
Sawyer’s hands landed on her hips from behind. He nudged her hair away from her cheek with his chin and kissed her neck. “Doesn’t matter what you take to Logan’s, hon. Don’t stress over it. Not going to let you get dressed anytime in the near future anyway.”
She stiffened. Geez. Suddenly she was light-headed. Just thinking about being naked with them again made her knees weak. They had played her like a finely tuned instrument. And they intended to do it again. Soon. Like today. Like as soon as they scrambled from this apartment and got to Logan’s condo.
And she wanted that. “I’ll grab a few things.” She ducked free of both men and clambered around them to escape the intensity of being so close to their pheromones, or whatever it was they put off that sucked her into a vortex.
She fled to her bedroom, where she found Mary sitting on her bed. “You sure about this?”
“Very.” Amanda grabbed a duffle bag and headed for the bathroom. She needed toiletries at the very least. When she stepped back into the room, she added jeans, underwear, bras, shirts, and her short practical boots that tied up the middle. They were new and cute in her opinion.
“They seem to adore you.”
“They do.” Amanda turned to face her sister. “It’s going to be okay.”
“You gonna tell Mom and Dad?”
“Hell no.”
Mary giggled. “Yeah. I don’t blame you.”
“Have you told them about Jaz?”
“No way.”
“Then we’re even. We can go years with our secrets.”
“Let’s do that.” Mary stood and wrapped her arms around Amanda’s shoulders. “I love you.”
“I love you too. I’ll be fine.”
“Text. Call. I’ll be worried.”
“I will.” Amanda turned away and grabbed her bag on the way out before she got so emotional that she started to cry.