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Maggie

"S pill." Aubree slams my office door behind us. "I didn't push you last night about your relationship with Owen, Zander, and Reece, but come on, by the way they were eye fucking you all night, I'd be surprised if you're not pregnant."

"Haha, very funny. It seems like someone didn't pay attention in health class."

"I live on a farm. I'm pretty sure I know more about pregnancies then you do." Aubree takes my arm, pulling me across the room to sit on the couch. "Speaking of pregnancies, did you use protection?"

Involuntary my hands slide across my flat stomach. The thought of not having their babies makes my heart hurt.

Why did they have to be such jerks?

They were so funny and cute as they tempted and teased me into giving them massages—not to mention the fantastic sex. It was definitely the stuff that fantasies are made of.

Unfortunately, that's all it will ever be—a one night fantasy. "Of course we used protection." I roll my eyes. "Like I want to raise their kids." My tone lacks the sarcasm I intended, because damn it if I don't want to raise their children.

It's a good thing I boiled their used condoms the other night to destroy any possibility of an unwanted pregnancy.

Who am I kidding, with the instant attraction I feel for the three of them, I was afraid I might actually suck up their baby batter with a turkey baster and inseminate myself.

Not really, but the thought did cross my mind more than once while I was waiting for the water to boil on the stove top.

"Are you sure about that? Because the sad look in your eyes tells a different story."

Aubree's my best friend. I should be able to tell her anything. But for some reason I can't get the words out. Not when she's so happy with three men of her own. I'll just end up sounding like a bitter old maid.

"I'm sure. It was just sex—one and done." I flinch at those words that still hurt to hear.

"That's odd." Aubree scrunches her eyebrows in thought. "I've never heard that saying before, one and done, until the other night before the hockey game. Bowen told me they had to win since it was their one shot against the Kraken and not a series. He said it was one and done."

The tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Could I have misunderstood what they were talking about?

I shake my head to clear the thought. It was just a coincidence that both Zander and Bowen said the same phrase in the same twenty-four-hour period. We'd just gotten done having group sex—well kind of group sex. Why would they be talking about hockey afterwards?

Because you were just a hole Maggie May. A one and done piece of ass for them to fuck for fun.

Damn Owen for ruining one of my favorite songs by calling me Maggie May. It's time to forget about them and move on.

"Look, Aubree, I think it's sweet that you're worried about me, but all I can say is, it was the best and the worst night of my life and I really just want to forget it ever happened."

"They didn't force themselves on you, did they? I can bring my three meanest goats to goat yoga class tomorrow night, because you know Zander, Owen, and Reece are going to be there, eye fucking you again. I can have the goats headbutt them in the junk."

"No, they don't really do that do they?" A vision of Zander, Owen, and Reece trying to avoid a goat head to the junk is too funny.

"Yes, they can, and they will." Aubree beams like a proud goat mom.

"You seem awfully proud of their talent." I laugh, unable to hold it in any longer.

"You would be surprised at what those goats can do with the right motivation." By the look in Aubree's eyes, I don't doubt her claim.

"Sure, why not?" I concede, wiping away the tears forming at the corner of my eyes from laughing so hard. "What harm can a small goat's head do anyway?"

"Once again, Maggie, you have no idea the power of a goat on a mission."

"Alright then, load up your meanest goats and let's have some fun." That is definitely not a sentence I thought I would ever say.

It could be worse—the little bastards could turn on me and headbutt me in the crotch instead. Luckily, I'm pissed enough at Zander, Owen, and Reece to risk damage to my lady bits for a chance at making them suffer for the pain they caused me. Besides, it's not like I'll be using my pussy or my ass or even my mouth with anyone anytime soon.