Kate winced at every step she took inside the house. Angela was all too aware of that. So, instead of taking Kate to the room, they  sauntered straight to the bathroom.

 

Kate was quiet, letting Angela take care of her while her mind got filled with thoughts about the sex gods.

 

Hell, Kate’s heart is hammering in her chest. What she feels for those men… It’s  too much. She can’t  love one without the other.

She just fucking can’t.

Her mind betrays her by conjuring images of them to her.

Aiden’s  and Alex’s  height is to die for.

 

The ridge  of their backs and the ripple of muscles that runs...