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She looked out theIt was the first time she had flown on a private jet Abby tried to push aside the flutter in her belly every tiht could be explained by tooherself to do soht she was capable of, but it had to end there

She hated the herself Only, she was free now There were no excuses to as trip on her own

“Chalass in Abby’s direction

“Thank you” The bubbles floated to the top of the flute

“Comfortable, sweetheart?” Deacon looked up from his laptop briefly Ever since they had taken off froo he and Cole had worked non-stop

Abby was irritated by her fascination with them She listened to how they answered phone calls How they otiations and decisions How they consulted each other beforeon to another deal It was hard not to be eous And after last night she discovered they had skills that were equally as impressive

She took a sip of the French cha else they offered her Her gaze drifted to the clouds again Fro chaotic in her world As if she could float through clouds with two sexy men and it made perfect sense

But it didn’t make sense, and it never would Cole and Deacon had flipped her life upside down She had barely slept replaying their hands on her body The moans she made The way she exploded under their commands

It had been her decision to let things go as far as they did She invited thes She had called the else She was the one who had all the control last night They had given her the kind of power she didn’t know she could have It was exhilarating

Thisshe wondered if it had been a fantasy she concocted Soe syndrome that developed because she lived under their roof, but it felt real It felt incredibly erotic with them under her spell

She bit her lip, twisting it under her teeth Would it happen again? Did they want her that way? To share? Itabout it She felt the warled with the memory

“Abby?” Deacon jarred her “Are you comfortable?”

“U is fine I’ it would cool her

“Good,” Cole added He typed furiously on his keyboard

She had brought her sketch pad with her for the trip She had spent the orking on the final touches for the design concept She liked having so about creating it herself without the help of a computer