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remember to introduce Jack to them. He filled a glass with water and rested against the counter, drinking. Chances looked good that Jack would become a more frequent visitor. Even though Brady loved Simon with his whole heart, he d always felt or sensed there was someone else out there. Another man who had a heart big enough to love more than one man. At first, he d been reluctant to say anything to Simon because he didn t want to hurt his lover. Brady knew his lover still wasn t totally sold on finding another man to blend into their lives. They had stopped playing a year ago because of Simon s reluctance. He wouldn t do anything to hurt Simon, so it didn t feel like it was worth the trouble. Brady wanted to find someone who would want to be with the two of them, not just for a night or a few weeks, but for life. He snorted. All the guys they d been with just wanted a little fun. No commitment. Apparently, he and Simon were more settled than he d thought. Of course, they had gotten together at a young age and stayed together for fifteen years. That was an eternity in the world nowadays. Brady, are you coming up any time soon? Simon yelled. He finished his glass and set it in the sink. Yep, something was telling him Jack was the perfect one for them. He went up to bed, looking forward to sharing it with both of those men. Chapter Five A ringing alarm drove Jack out of the sexy dream he was having. He reached over to hit the clock and turn it off. Ouch. Hey, Doc, no need to get physical. A deep husky voice reacted to his punch, and Jack s eyes shot open. He stared up at a deep blue ceiling with a dark brown ceiling fan. Frowning, he tried to remember where he was because his room at home was white and he didn t own a fan. Rolling over slightly, he saw a pair of bright hazel eyes sparkling at him. Um & good morning? He couldn t believe he was in bed with Brady. He moved to lie flat on his back and his ass twitched. Damn. Not only was he in bed with Brady, but memories of last night s activities raced back. He glanced around, looking for the dark-haired man. Yes, Brady replied, it is a good morning since you re here with us. Simon s downstairs getting breakfast ready. I know you have to head back to your house. Do you have clinic hours today? Brady ran a finger over Jack s cheek. Yes. I wasn t planning on spending the night. He blushed. He d planned on having sex and going back to his lonely house. There was something to be said for changing plans at the spur of the moment. Or actually falling asleep and having the guys he was with be nice enough not to wake him up. Sorry I fell asleep on you. Why didn t you kick me out and send me home? He sat up, letting the sheets pool around his waist, and checked the clock again. Seven o clock. He had plenty of time to eat, go home and get to the clinic by nine. We don t mind sharing our bed, especially with someone we hope will be spending many more nights. Brady leaned in, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Now, let s get downstairs. You can borrow a pair of sweats and a t-shirt to wear home. Jack watched Brady climb out of bed, and he admired the blond man s smooth skin. You sunbathe out here? Brady glanced over a broad shoulder and winked. Yep. I don t give lessons on Sundays, and Simon usually pulls rank to get the day off as well, so there s no one here but the two of us. Is the clinic open on Sundays? Brady tugged on a raggedy pair of sweats that rode low on his hips. He tossed another pair of sweats and a t-shirt at Jack. Only for emergencies, Jack answered, getting dressed. You should come out on a Saturday and spend the night. We ll be lazy all day on Sunday. A big brunch, followed by a leisurely ride through the orchard. Brady headed out the door and led the way downstairs. Jack was intrigued. You have an orchard? What kind of fruit? Cherries and apples, Simon replied as he came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of bacon. The farm used to be all fruit trees, but Brady s grandfather didn t enjoy farming, so he decided to breed horses. Simon gestured to the table on the deck. It s a warm morning. Thought we d eat outside. Without thinking, Jack walked up to Simon and gave him a good morning kiss. Simon shifted slightly, wrapping one arm around Jack s waist and pulling him close. He tasted orange juice on Simon s lips, and gave them a quick nibble before he stepped back. Brady took his place against Simon s chest. Jack saw the familiarity that years had brought to the other men s relationship. There was no doubt from the kiss to their smiles at each other that they loved each other. Jack couldn t help feeling amazed that these two beautiful men wanted him, and he wasn t sure he believed they wanted him for longer than a week or so. Let s eat before we get distracted and Doc s late for work. Simon patted Brady s ass and then headed to the deck. Brady slid an arm around Jack s shoulder, and they strolled outside. Grandpa decided Thoroughbreds were where the money was. He bought a couple of racehorses. They didn t do too bad at the track, but my dad decided they were too risky. He d fallen in love with Friesians, so he sold the racehorses, got a purebred mare and started our herd. We still have several acres of fruit trees, though. Jack looked out at the red and blue barns. People were leading the large black horses from their stalls to various paddocks. White rail fences bordered each pasture. The Friesians were a striking breed with their midnight coats, feathered legs, long flowing manes and tails. They presented a gorgeous picture. He sat down where Brady pointed, and Simon put a plate filled with food in front of him. He stared at it for a moment. I don t think I ve ever eaten that much food in my [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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