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“I’m game,” Heath announced,

“I may need to take a quick nap first,” Cara warned on another yawn.

“Where?” Heath asked Dayne.

His gaze bounced from Heath to Cara before offering, “My place?”

“But you said you live with your family. Wouldn’t that be awkward?” Cara asked.

“I do, but…” Maybe he shouldn’t mention that his family was used to seeing random guests coming and going out of his wing like a revolving door.

“I couldn’t imagine they’d want strangers staying in the same house.” Heath said.

In truth, his siblings no longer blinked an eye over seeing someone they don’t know joining them at the kitchen table for breakfast.

But…he wasn’t sure if he wanted them to know about him taking Cara under his wing. They might think of her as some sort of “innocent” he was trying to corrupt and give him a bunch of grief about it. He’d like to avoid that headache. “The cabins do have some perks, like an oversized bed and private hot tubs.”

Though, his bed was even bigger than the ones in the cabins. When Dylan ordered a custom-made bed for his wing, Dayne added one more to the order for himself. It was worth the extra money. It could fit four adults comfortably, the beds in the cabins only fit three.

“They certainly do,” Heath agreed. “I was surprised how well-equipped my cabin actually is.”

“We tried to think of everything. However, we’re always open to suggestions.” Dayne glanced at his watch. “How about we meet at nine?”

“We never decided where,” Heath said.

“Let’s meet at your cabin. We can take advantage of the hot tub.”

“Why don’t you swing by at eight-thirty, then?” He waved a finger between him and Dayne. “The two of us should have a little discussion first.”

“To devise a game plan?” Dayne was up for just about anything. That comment might mean Heath wasn’t. It would be best for them to hash out the details prior to doing anything more than oral sex.

“Yes, for us, but it also couldn’t hurt to have one for her.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to come up with a game plan for me without including me?”

“It can’t hurt for us to discuss how to handle this week if you’re willing to let us help you.”

“I’m willing,” she said quickly.

“Good.” Dayne didn’t even bother to fight his smile.

“But Dayne, I can see you concentrating on me since you have variety at your fingertips every day.But you, Heath”—she shook her head—“you’re only here for the week. I’m sure you didn’t expect to be with not only the same person, but one without the same or more experience than you. Won’t you feel shortchanged?”

“Shortchanged? Hardly. I came here not knowing what to expect. Well, except for sex and a lot of it. Please don’t think this is a burden to me. It’s not. The glimpses we had so far today have shown me it would be worth scratching deeper below the surface. Plus, have you looked in the mirror lately? You’re absolutely stunning.”

She ignored the compliment and her brow creased in concern. “I don’t want either of you to feel obligated. I also don’t want you to regret spending all your time with me, Heath. This is your vacation, too.”

“First of all, it wouldn’t be just you, Cara.” Heath circled his index finger in the air. “It would be Dayne, too. I’ll tell you what, why don’t we agree right now that if we end up not jiving, then we go our separate ways without any hard feelings.”

“That sounds like a plan,” Dayne agreed.

“Okay.” Cara drained her wine glass and stood. “I’ll go take a quick shower and a cat nap. I’ll meet you boys at Heath’s cabin at nine.” She paused and came back to the table. “I guess I need to know which cabin’s yours so I don’t knock on the wrong door and end up with some new ‘guides.’”

Dayne didn’t want that, either. It was one thing to share her with Heath. It would be another to lose her to other guests. His heart was set on helping her discover her sexuality.

He was damn sure Heath’s was, too.

Chapter Eleven