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“How do you want me?” he murmured.

Greer smirked. “Every way I can think of, but for now you
can lie on your tummy.”

He was used to Liam taking charge, but Greer in that role
was new. His stomach fluttered. Then she touched him, pulling his arms next to
his sides and beginning the most glorious massage of his life. While Greer
worked on his shoulders, his arms and his back, Liam massaged oil into his
calves, slowly working his way along his thighs to his ass.

“Oh Christ,” he moaned softly. “I love you both.”

“Shh.” Greer leaned down and kissed his cheek. “Relax. We’re
just getting started.”

They were? He already felt like melted butter. Horny, melted
butter, but still so relaxed he was afraid he might ooze through the cushion.
The crap he’d brought home with him evaporated. Fingers slipped between the
crack of his ass and his cock stiffened again. Okay, so maybe he wasn’t
completely melted butter.

“Roll over, Chas,” Liam ordered. “It’s time to pay a little
attention to the front of you.”

They started again—Liam at his feet working his way up, and
Greer at his shoulders working her way down. Chas closed his eyes and simply
lost himself in the sensations as they kneaded and stroked every bit of the
tension from him, replacing it with the tingle of sexual awareness.

Greer’s lips brushed his, tugging at his lower lip and
sucking it into her mouth. She nipped him slightly at the same time Liam’s
hands stroked his cock and balls. The tightening pressure of a cock ring
constricted him. Immediately his dick throbbed and swelled even more.

“Suck him, Greer,” Liam growled. “Bend your legs, Chas. I
still have one more place to massage.”

Oh God. Anticipation made him moan as Greer’s mouth moved
from his down over his chest and belly to his dick. When her lips closed around
him he gasped then gasped again as Liam’s lubed finger slid around his anus. He
tightened for just a moment in anticipation, feeling the pressure of Liam
pushing into him. First one finger, then before he really even had time to
adjust, a second one slid in. Both deeply enough to begin the slow, steady
pressure against his prostate Liam knew would drive him mad.

Greer’s tongue teased him, lapping the pre-cum leaking from
him in a steady stream. “Please, Liam,” he begged, not really sure if he was
begging him to stop or begging him to let him come.

“Come here, baby,” Liam murmured to Greer. “Pick the toy you
want and lube it. You can play first.”

Chas met Liam’s dark gaze. All he saw there was love and the
knowledge Liam would make this good, make him forget what a really lousy day it
had been. “Kiss me, Liam,” he muttered. “Please.”

That face he loved so much it sometimes hurt leaned over him,
dark eyes flashing, then their mouths devoured each other. As Liam’s tongue
explored, Chas felt a steady push against his asshole. He pulled his legs up
more and felt the ridged toy slip deep inside him. Liam continued to kiss him
while Greer stroked and twisted the toy until all he could do was whimper with
the need to come.

Chas opened his eyes when Liam quit kissing him. He was
watching what Greer was doing. Liam leaned back, stroking his own cock and
smiling slightly. Chas wanted to suck him, wanted Liam to stick his cock right
in his mouth and fuck him like Greer was fucking his ass with that damn toy. He
started to imagine her sliding her pussy over his cock at the same time…

Liam grabbed Chas’ cock, pulling on his nuts. “No! We’re not
through. No coming yet.” Chas nodded, his heart beating double time and his
breathing ragged. “Take the toy out and put a butt plug in instead. That will
keep him loose, but not so overstimulated.”

While Greer switched out toys, sliding in a plug that
stretched him without pressing so hard on his prostate, Liam was tying him up.

“Christ, Liam! What are you doing?”

“Getting you ready so you can watch.” He tied him
spread-eagled, then tightened the cock ring as if to make sure Chas wouldn’t
accidentally come. A mixture of fear and anticipation rushed through him. Once
Liam had tested the bonds to make sure they’d hold, he motioned to Greer.

“Come here, baby.”

Chas’ eyes widened as Liam scooted next to him, where he
would have a perfect view, and then settled Greer in between his splayed
thighs. She leaned back into him and he tilted her chin for a long, leisurely
kiss. While his lips played with hers, his hands slipped lower, one stopping to
tweak a nipple and fondle her breast, the other sliding to the strip of dark curls
right above the pink puffiness of her glistening pussy lips.

“Spread your legs, baby,” Liam murmured just loud enough so
he would be able to hear too. “Show Chas how much you want to play.” His
fingers slid along the honey coating her, his long middle finger penetrating
her. Liam began pumping back and forth, the heel of his hand rubbing against
her clit. Chas’ breathing accelerated as he watched the expressions of pleasure
ebbing and flowing across her face. She drew her legs up, dainty feet braced on
Liam’s thighs as her first climax washed over her.

Chas’ cock throbbed and his hands clenched and unclenched
with the need to grab hold of his shaft and stroke it until he shot cum all
over them.

“Please,” he whimpered. “Please let me…let me just taste.”

Liam laughed. “Not yet.”

He turned Greer around, this time so her little heart-shaped
derriere faced Chas. Liam grinned at him, for a moment looking as wicked as the
devil, then slowly spread her ass cheeks so her little brown hole stared at
him.

“You want to watch me fuck her? Should I do her pussy or her
ass for you, Chas?”

He licked his lips. He wanted to run his tongue down the
cleft, circle her sweet little ass, pushing inside while he fingered her.

“How about I do both?” Liam winked at him, then guided his
cock inside her pussy. They were close enough to Chas he could see how her
juices coated his shaft while he pumped back and forth. Greer moaned and Liam
chuckled. “Not yet, baby. I want you to come again while I’m in your ass.”

He withdrew, his dick dripping with her honey, and pressed
forward again, this time against the tight pucker of her ass. Liam held her
cheeks apart as his swollen head pushed slowly in. Greer moaned and cried out
when Liam’s cock finally plunged all the way.

“You like the view, Chas?” He pumped in and out for several
minutes before withdrawing and smacking her ass. “Give him a taste of your
honey, Greer, while I clean up, then we’ll both fuck him.”

Chas was a starving man, and he was about to get his first
meal in a century. When Greer straddled his face, he lapped at her like a man
who’d been without for so long he’d forgotten what food tasted like, and she
fed him. So much sweetness there between her thighs, like honey straight from
the hive. He cursed with the need to be able to slide his fingers inside her
hot pussy and instead stabbed her with his tongue. She rewarded him with a gasp
and a quick climax.

“Climb on his cock, Greer, facing him.”

Once she’d sheathed him, he felt Liam pull the butt plug
from Chas’ ass and begin lubing him with his fingers once again. In just a
moment, his dick was there, pushing in so he could fuck him while Greer took
his cock. Her breasts jiggled as she bounced on him. Liam brought the flat of
his palm down and cracked Chas on the ass.

That was it. That was all it took. Already stimulated almost
beyond endurance, he began pumping what felt like rope after rope of hot cum
inside Greer. As he did, Liam pummeled his ass, thrusting deep and filling him
to overflowing. Chas arched and did something he’d never done before during
sex, he passed out.

“Is he all right?” Greer whispered, slipping off Chas’ limp
body and staring over her shoulder at Liam.

“Yeah. I think it’s just an overdose of pleasure.” Liam
untied him, stretching his long limbs out.

Greer stretched out next to Chas, relieved when his long
lashes fluttered a moment later, and he turned muddled blue eyes on her. When
he smiled, she stroked his cheek. “You okay?”

He nodded and covered her hand with his. Chas’ glance slid
to Liam and back to her. “Thank you.”

She buried her face against his chest and just held him. A
heartbeat later, Liam was on his other side, holding them both.

“I needed that. Thank you,” Chas whispered again, his voice
ragged.

They didn’t talk, just stroked and petted for a few minutes
before Liam announced he was going in the pool. Chas joined him while Greer sat
on the edge, swinging her legs in the water. Both men played, swimming and
dunking each other, their laughter echoing over the water and around the
grounds. Chas was back to his normal self, smiling and laughing.

Chas was their equalizer. When he was out of balance, they
were all out of balance. He had been there for her so much, helping her through
her panic, knowing she could return the favor gave her a weird sense of
fulfillment.

“Join us,” he called with a wave.

She shook her head. “I’m going to pick up out here and grab
a shower. Don’t forget we have to be at my parents’ at seven.”

They waved and began pounding each other with a plastic
ball. Greer shook her head and gathered everything but two towels.

By the time she finished her shower, she heard them
downstairs in the kitchen. Their laughter carried up the stairs. Going to the
closet in the next room, she pulled out a form-fitting sundress. She paused.
The scars on her back and arms would be visible, and she realized it didn’t
matter. After zipping it, she slipped her feet into low-heeled sandals and ran
her fingers through her short hair, spiking it again.

Liam and Chas burst into the room with apologetic grins. “Give
us just a couple of minutes,” Chas assured her. “We’ll be ready.”

As she waited, nerves set in. Her mother wasn’t who worried
her—much. It was her dad. His free shot comment still bothered her. She offered
a silent prayer all three men would be on their best behavior.

“Ready?”

Greer spun around from the window over the sink. Liam and
Chas were both in snug jeans and polo shirts. They looked good enough to eat. “I’m
ready. You guys look great.”

Liam smiled at her. “Thanks, but I don’t think you’re quite
ready yet.”

“Why?”

Chas pulled the ring box from his pocket and grinned as he
went on one knee in front of her. “Give me your hand.”

She held it out, amazed to find it trembling—again. She’d
already been asked and accepted, but the look in Chas’ eyes made it new. Greer
felt her cheeks flame as Chas slid the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly.
Greer blinked several times as she stared at the sparkling stones. Chas brought
her fingers to his lips and kissed the back of her hand.

“We’re going to love you so well, Greer. Don’t be nervous.
We’ll make sure your parents know that too.”

They walked on either side of her, making her feel tiny—and
protected. She looked at Chas and got a reassuring smile. From Liam she got a
wink and a wicked lopsided grin. The front door opened and her father stepped
out. His usual smile of welcome was missing. Greer’s stomach flipped.

“Chin up,” Chas whispered.

“Hi, Daddy. You remember Chas and Liam.”

“I do.” Her father’s measuring stare went from one to the
other before settling on her. “Come in. Your mother’s in the kitchen if you’d
like to join her.”

Wow. That was subtle. She nodded, glancing over her shoulder
at Chas and Liam. They both smiled at her, and she felt her tension ease. They
weren’t boys. Both were talented men, confident in their careers, even if Chas
was going through a rough spot.

Greer went into the kitchen and hugged her mom. “Did he have
to start the interrogation as soon as we walked in the door?”

Her mom laughed. “Better to get it out of the way. And,
sweetie, if your guys are worthy of you, like I think they are, they’ll more
than survive.”

Greer took a half-step back and held out her hand. Her
mother stared for an instant, grabbed her hand, and looked at her with eyes
welling with tears. “When did this happen?”

“The night I came over here. They had it all planned out
when I got home. I didn’t tell you because I wanted it to be a surprise.”

Her mother glanced out the back window, where her father
stood in his garden, talking to both of them. “Which one?”

“Liam, officially. Since he has Wyatt, we thought that was
best.”

“Is Chas all right with that?”

“Yes, but…” Greer hesitated, not really wanting to spread
his troubles out there, but she knew her father could help—if he would.

Her mother tilted her head. “But what?”

“Oh, Mom—a resident at the hospital has filed a sexual
harassment suit against him.”

Her mother glanced outside. “They appear to be talking. That’s
a good sign. Your father’s listening too—another good sign.”

Greer stood next to her, wishing she could be outside so she
could hear what was being said. “Mom, are you really all right with this?”

Her mother wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her
into her side, leaning her head on hers. “It may be unconventional. But
remember, I have seen it work and work very well.” She turned Greer to face
her. “After your accident, after I got past just being thankful you were alive,
I was so worried about you. It wasn’t just the physical scarring. I began to
wonder if you would ever be whole again, ever be the happy, confident woman you
had been growing into.”

She cupped Greer’s face in her palms. “I have seen such a
change in you—such a wonderful change. If those two men out there are the
reason for it, I will love them just as I do you.”

Greer leaned forward and kissed her mother. “Thank you.”

Greer’s worried glance strayed back outside, her heart
skipping a beat then pounding as she watched her father extend his hand first
to Liam then to Chas. She wanted to jump for joy as her dad smiled at both of
them.

A moment later, Liam headed toward the house. Chas and her
father turned away, walking deeper into the garden. When Liam entered the
kitchen, Greer asked, “Is everything all right?”

Liam smiled and wrapped her in his arms. “Yes, baby.”

“Why are Daddy and Chas still out there?”

“Your father’s giving him a little legal advice. I think his
words were, ‘no son-in-law of mine’s going to get raked over the coals for
something he didn’t do’.”

Greer blinked, but before she could say anything else, her
mother was pulling Liam away from her so she could give him a hug. “Welcome to
our family, Liam.”

He smiled. “You’re a lot easier to win over than your
husband.”

She winked. “I can see just how happy you two make my
daughter. That’s enough for me.”

And it was that easy. By the time they sat down to dinner,
all three men were engaged in a conversation about, of all things, gardening.
Greer watched them, just absorbing the sheer joy of the men she loved getting
along.

“So have you set a date?” Her mother’s words brought her
back to earth. “For the wedding?”

She looked at Chas and Liam, who looked at each other. “I
would rather it was sooner than later,” Chas murmured. “We’d like to add to our
family.”

Her mother beamed. “That’s right! We’ll get a built-in
grandson out of this, won’t we? You won’t mind if we spoil him rotten, will
you?” she asked, looking at Liam.

He blinked several times, opened his mouth then mumbled, “Excuse
me,” and left the table.

Her mother looked upset. “Did I say something wrong?”

Chas patted her hand. “Just the opposite. I think you said
something so right, he’s having a little difficulty handling it. His own
parents never got the chance to see Wyatt, and Julie’s parents seem to regard
him as an inconvenience. So your willingness to view Wyatt as your grandson is
a bit overwhelming.”

Greer started to go after him, but her mother stopped her. “I’ll
go.”

She glanced at her father who was frowning at the food on
his plate. “Daddy?”

He glanced up, his gray eyes dark. “A child is not an
inconvenience. It’s a blessing.” He glanced between the two of them. “We’d like
to meet him as soon as possible. When will he be with you again?”

“Not until the end of the month, I’m afraid,” Greer
responded.

Chas snorted. “Or sooner if the mood suits Liam’s ex. Her
parents aren’t the only ones who see Wyatt as an inconvenience.”

“Anytime, then. A boy should have a grandpa.” Her father
looked at both of them. “Just how soon do you plan to start on the next
addition?”

Greer felt her cheeks pinken and Chas cleared his throat. “Um…we…”

Her father laughed. “No need to finish that sentence. I get
the message.”

Liam stood at the edge of the garden, marveling again at the
care Greer’s father had put into the flowers he grew. It was the same care he
and his wife had used to raise their daughter, the same care they would no
doubt lavish on his son.

“Liam? Are you all right?”

Her mother. He wiped the moisture from beneath his eyes.
When you were over six feet tall, no one wanted to see you cry. He cleared his
throat.

“You know, most of the time it doesn’t bother me that even
Julie’s parents don’t seem to care about Wyatt. But hearing how readily you
accepted him? It just pointed out to me how much he’s missing.”

She stopped at his side, looking at the garden as though she
realized he needed that illusion of privacy.

“He won’t be. We want him just as much as we want you and
Chas. All of you have brought so much light into Greer’s life. She told us
about the panic attack she had the night you interviewed her. She didn’t think
she’d get the job. We didn’t either. But you must have seen something that made
you take a chance on her.”

Liam felt himself flush. “We were both attracted to her from
the moment we first met her. But it was more than just how beautiful she is. It’s
everything about her. And the minute we saw her with Wyatt…” He paused,
clearing his throat. “I can’t speak for Chas, but that’s when I fell in love.”

“You don’t mention her scars. How does that play into this?”

Liam narrowed his gaze. “First your husband, now you. You
worry about that, don’t you?”

“She worried about it. With cause. Liam, none of her
so-called group of friends came to visit her while she was undergoing all those
painful surgeries to try to repair some of the burn damage. It was as though
they believed that physical imperfection had changed her.”

Liam took her arm in his and started walking back toward the
house. “I didn’t know her before her accident, but even if I had, it wouldn’t
change the way either Chas or I feel about her. We don’t care about her scars.
In fact, I don’t even notice them. Wyatt only wanted to know if her boo-boo
hurt then he was past it too. We love her because she’s Greer, a talented,
intelligent, beautiful and caring woman.”

She leaned her head against his shoulder. “Thank you. And I
do mean it, Liam. We want to see our new grandson-to-be as soon as possible.”

“You will, just as soon as I can arrange it.”

All in all the meeting with her parents had gone remarkably
well. As they drove home, Greer let out a little sigh of contentment.

“What’s that for?” Chas asked.

“Just relief everything went all right.” She smiled in the
darkness. “Knock on wood, I’m beginning to feel like I’ve turned a corner.”

Liam kept his eyes on the road, but Chas put an arm around
her shoulders and hugged her. “You have, sweetie.”

“What did you and Daddy talk about for so long?” Greer hoped
she would finally have her curiosity satisfied.

“Your dad’s going to represent me. The first thing he’s
planning to do is hire a private detective to find out a little more about Dr.
Samantha Marlowe. He’s in agreement with me the whole situation seems to have
come out of the blue.”

“He’s an excellent attorney, Chas. I know he might seem laid
back, but if you ever see him cross-examine someone, you’ll see how sharp he
is.”

Liam and Chas both laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Greer demanded.

“Sweetie,” Chas drawled. “We already got a good taste of
that when we first arrived. You don’t think he was going to let just anyone
walk off with his baby girl, do you? Especially two of us?”