Two Roped and Ready [Bewitching Desires 6] (Siren Publishing Menage Amour) by Mellanie Szereto

Author:Mellanie Szereto [Szereto, Mellanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.
Published: 2012-06-26T04:00:00+00:00

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The purplish mark on the side of the young woman’s neck made Quayde doubt her claim that they didn’t know each other and hadn’t had sex. She was physical perfection. A pair of spectacular tits—D cups if he had to guess—topped a tiny waist and curvy hips. Her nicely rounded ass begged for a nibble and a kiss. Those eyes of hers sucked him in, though. Dark, expressive, intelligent. She was the whole package. Maybe not every man’s dream, but certainly his.

“Did you find out who she is or where we are?” Pax’s questions pulled Quayde from his pondering as he returned to the living room.

“No. She seemed kind of upset when I came in the bathroom, like I should’ve known her name, or at least recognized her. I asked her if we had sex, but she didn’t give me a straight answer.” Quayde froze midstep, his stomach sinking to his feet. “What if we gangbanged her? Shit, I hope not. I wouldn’t be too thrilled to acknowledge it, either.”

Dropping to the couch, Quayde studied his surroundings. The room was neat. No clutter on the coffee or end tables. A teapot and a few dainty cups on a cart against one wall. Three doors led from the living room. He’d gone through her bedroom doorway, and she’d left through another. The third was closed, piquing his curiosity since the bed had shown no signs of being slept in—or any other activity. A second bedroom in the modest but comfortable apartment?

PC paced from the chair to the teacart, the blanket from the couch slung low on his hips. “Too bad there isn’t a bottle of tequila. I’m pretty sure I could use a drink.”

Although he didn’t have the kind of headache associated with a hangover, Quayde wasn’t yet convinced they hadn’t gotten skunked and come home with…Damn, I wish I knew her name. “No alcohol. I want to be completely sober when I find out what the hell happened.”

“Drunk or not, I’d never force myself on a woman. I want to know why we’re here naked and our clothes are missing. Say she picked us up at a bar. Shouldn’t our jeans and stuff be somewhere around? They’re not in the bedroom, are they?”

Quayde shook his head. Even in his hurry to talk to their beautiful hostess, he’d taken a second to check out the floor and the playground-size bed. “What’s the last thing you remember?”

Rubbing at his jaw, PC knit his brows. “We drove into San Antonio for a beer to take the sting outta losing our jobs. I still can’t believe Frank sold the ranch to Ballinger Farms. No notice. No severance pay.”

“Yeah, well, money makes the world go ’round. Sell out or get driven under.” Leaning his elbows on his knees, Quayde rested his head in hands. “Okay. We went to Lupe’s for a beer. I asked Junior if he knew of any breeders looking to hire.”

“We each had one Coors and then we headed out to look for a cheap place to stay the night.

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