She glanced at Trey, who had led her back to the car.
“Danielle, don’t let it bother you.”
“What?” She gazed up at him as he held her car door open.
“Jake and Rico. Don’t let it bother you. Even if he’s decided to start up with Rico again . . . which means he won’t be sharing with us . . . I still want you to keep coming around.”
He swept her into his arms and kissed her, deeply and passionately.
“I don’t want to lose you yet,” he murmured against her lips, then kissed her again.
Twelve
Danielle drew her lips from Trey’s, getting the sense that his mind was far away.
“Trey, what about you? Does it bother you that Jake might be seeing Rico again?”
“No, of course not,” he said with a little too much conviction.
“Are you sure?”
He locked gazes with her. “Why should it? I mean, he can do whatever he wants. It’s not like I have any claim to him.”
Despite his words, she could see turmoil in his brown eyes.
“I just think that . . . maybe you still have feelings for Jake. You did have something special with him. At least I thought it was special.”
Trey sighed. “That’s true, but . . . it was a long time ago.”
“But if you still have feelings for him . . . why couldn’t you continue what you had before?”
His gaze sharpened. “Who said I still have feelings for him?”
She stroked his cheek. “I think there’s still something between you. I think the two of you could—”
He grasped her arms. “Look, Danielle. Jake and I did have something special back in college, but it didn’t work out. Okay?”
How could she argue with the denial in his eyes, even though she was sure in his heart, he felt differently?
Jake tied his robe and stepped into the living room. It was later than he’d thought. He and Trey and Danielle had plans today and damn Rico hadn’t left yet. He’d already caused Jake enough inconvenience. Jake didn’t intend to lose his Sunday with his friends.
Of course, the thought of Danielle’s soft body pressed against his, his cock buried inside her, Trey on the other side of her . . . sent blood flooding to his groin. More than friends. A relationship he didn’t want to lose anytime soon.
Rico stood at the window, staring out through the partially open horizontal blinds. “Ah, you should see your friends.”
“My friends?” If Trey and Danielle had arrived, they might misinterpret Rico’s being here. He glanced out the window and saw Danielle and Trey in a passionate embrace. The sight sent a confusing surge of jealousy through him.
“It seems they’re more interested in each other than in you,” Rico said.
As Jake watched, Trey opened the door and he and Danielle stood talking intently. A moment later, Danielle got into the car.
“What the hell? Why are they leaving?”
“I don’t know. I just told them you were in the shower.”
Jake’s gaze took in the towel loosely wrapped around Rico’s narrow waist, and could just imagine the conversation.
“You led them to believe we’re together again.”
Rico didn’t flinch, but Jake knew him well enough.
Damn, things were tenuous enough as it was with Trey. And Danielle . . . He did not want to lose her.
He glared at Rico. “Get the hell out of here. Now!”
He strode to the door and opened it, then yelled to Trey as he was getting in the car. “Trey! Wait!”
He slammed the door behind him and strode across his front lawn, wearing only his blue terry robe.
Danielle glanced around at Jake’s voice. She stepped out of the car, and she and Trey walked toward Jake.
“Sorry I’m not quite ready. I guess you’re wondering what Rico is doing here.”
“You don’t need to explain, Jake,” Danielle responded.
“I know. It’s just that it’s not what it appears. Rico moved recently, and when I went to drive him home last night, he wouldn’t tell me his new address. I couldn’t just dump him in the street, so I brought him back here. He slept in the guest room . . . and I’m not idiot enough to start up with him again. He’s just too . . . emotional.”
Relief swept through her. So she hadn’t lost Jake yet.
The garage door opened, and a moment later a sporty black car backed out of the driveway and sped away with a squeal of tires, Rico’s hand with a single-finger salute stuck out the window at them.
Trey grinned, and they all began to laugh.
Jake shook his head. “I’m not sure what I saw in him in the first place.”
“Well, a great physique and exotic good looks for one,” Trey answered.
Jake grinned. “Yeah, I guess. Great technique in bed and a nine-inch cock aren’t bad reasons, either.”
Danielle glanced from Jake to Trey and back again and grinned. “Certainly reasons I find quite convincing.”
Jake wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “You’re bad, sweetheart. Real bad.”
She slid her hand discreetly under his robe and stroked his free-wheeling cock. It rose at her touch. “Of course I am. That’s why you both love being with me so much.”
“Nine inches, eh?” Trey stroked her shoulders. “Does that mean you like Jake better than me?”
Danielle chuckled. “You may not have the same length, but you know what to do with it.” And, of course, he was thicker. Her hand itched to stroke him, too.
She released Jake’s cock and stepped away. He smoothed down his robe.
“So you won’t be choosing between us anytime soon?” Jake asked.
“Not if I don’t have to.”
Of course, she knew it wouldn’t be a matter of her choosing. They would choose each other. It was as simple as that.
Danielle unfastened her shorts and pushed them off, then folded them and placed them in her beach bag. Jake removed his shirt and rolled it up,
