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“Sonya!” I gasp, half laughing as I push her off of me. My friend cracks a giant grin. When she starts giggling, my laughter gets louder. Wrapping my arms around her in a hug, I pull in a long breath.I wanted them from the very beginning, and I didn't even remember it.

It's a pleasant surprise. One I plan to keep to myself—those two men don't need their egos getting any bigger.

“Veronica?”

Sonya and I split apart. Jared is standing there with one arm behind his back, the other extending down to me. His smile is even more welcoming, the strength of it nearly pulling me to my feet. “Is everything okay?” I ask.

“Well, we were getting you a drink. Then Shawn decided there was a better way to cheer you up. He wants to get out of here,” he says, glancing at Sonya.

Staring past him, I see Shawn is watching me. His eyes are smoldering in that quiet, but expectant way of his. The heat of them warms me down to my core. I know precisely what he wants.

“Go ahead,” Sonya says, parking her chin on her hands. She winks at me knowingly. “Next time, I'll come visit you.”

When I place my hand in Jared's, a powerful, delicious thrill runs through me. It's exactly like the first day we met, when he told me what he had in store for me if I stayed at Stone House.

He lifts me, holding me steady with his natural strength. His broad chest flares along with his nostrils as he breathes me in.

There's movement on my left. “Ready?” Shawn whispers in my ear.

Resting my gaze on Jared, then on Shawn, I don't respond. I'm too busy absorbing their beauty... their fierce energy... their intense, sexual aura that comes off them in waves whenever they're in my vicinity.

Am I ready? What a question.

Standing on tip-toe, I press my lips on Shawn's. He makes a gritty, soft sound; then I kiss Jared. They're both rumbling anxiously now. “Yes,” I say, linking one of my hands in each of theirs. “I'm beyond ready.”

Together we stride for the exit, our legs pumping, our bodies light with the desire that commands us to hurry away so we can finally be alone. All of the eyes in that room are on us. They glow with intrigue... with envy. And they should.

Everyone dreams of finding one person who loves them.

I've found two.