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Emma’s lips curl into a knowing grin, and she steps even closer, the heat between us thick. “Show me everything, cowboy,” she murmurs, her voice a sultry invitation.
In that moment, our eyes lock and she blushes slightly as I try to discreetly move my thighs to adjust my hardening dick.
“I plan on giving you the full twin experience.”
“Bring it on, cowboy.”
The rest of the afternoon flies by as we just sit, talking and laughing. The tension between us could be cut with a piece of paper.
Emma looks at her phone and stand up quickly. “Shit. I better go if I’m gonna get ready.”
“Come on Hellcat. We’ll take you.” I follow behind her, staring at her ass as she climbs into the truck.
“Thanks for today,” she murmurs as we make the short drive to her cabin.
“No problem, Red.” Weston licks his lips.
“See you tonight.” She breathes, getting out of the truck.
“We’ll see you later,” Weston calls after her.
“Don’t let those two crazy women tell you any lies about us. We’re angels.” A corner of my mouth curls up in a half grin.
As we drive away, I can’t help but feel a surge of excitement. Tonight’s going to be interesting, and I can’t wait to see how Emma handles her first night out in our little town.
CHAPTER SIX
Biting my lower lip, I stare at the clothes I’ve laid out on the bed. I’m filled with nervous excitement about tonight. It’s wrong because I shouldn’t be thinking about those sexy twin cowboys, but I can’t help it. Since the moment I met them, they’ve become a permanent fixture in my mind.
I’m newly separated, it hasn't even been forty-eight hours. Yet, here I am with all these dirty thoughts of these two strangers.
After today, they don’t feel that way. I’ve shown them more of my true self in one day than anyone in my life has ever seen.
I don’t know how to feel about that. It’s like being around them takes away all my worries. I don’t feel judged to act, talk, or look a certain way.
When I’m with them, I’m not worrying if my laugh is too loud, or my smile is too big. Or if I’m being embarrassing.
I can just… be.
All I’ve been doing is praying that these two weeks go by incredibly slow. Because I already know I don’t want to go back home anytime soon.
The knock at the cabin door makes me jump. Quickly, I rush to answer it and find the twins' sister, Hadley, and their sister-in-law, Sophia.
“Hey, girly,” Hadley says, stepping inside. “Ready for tonight?”
“Not even close,” I groan as I follow her into the room. She looks at the clothes on my bed, picking up one of my dresses. “Babe, yeah this won’t do. I mean, it’s gorgeous, don’t get me wrong, but I feel like if I look at it the wrong way, the value is going to go down.”
“Stop it.” I gape at her.
“What?” She grins. “You’re Miss Money Bags, I can see that much.”
“I’m more than just my money,” I huff, feeling a little hurt.
“Sorry.” Hadley grimaces. “Sometimes my mouth opens before my brain catches up. I don’t mean it as a bad thing. Just, if you're going to fit in around here, you're going to need something more like this.”
Sophia puts a bag on the bed and pulls out a few dresses and Hadley pulls out a top and a pair of shorts.
“So, you can go Southern bell,” Sophia says, holding the dresses.
