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chuckled. “No, thank goodness. No, I haven’t. I was so glad to see you.”
    That had been…terrifying. Thank goodness Josh had been dropping by with a can of coffee and he’d dealt with it.
    Paulo raised a brow. “Did you plant a snake in Cheri’s garden, guapo ?”
    “Would he do that?” Her eyes went wide and she shook her head. “No. No, I heard him make the ack noise.”
    Josh’s cheeks went red but he chuckled and nodded. “I sure did. It was a biggun’, P. Four-foot diamondback.”
    “ Madre de dios !” Paulo’s eyes went wide and he nodded at the waitress when she brought the coffee pot over. “You keep the skin?”
    “Yeah.” Josh looked at her, then frowned at Paulo. “I mean, it kept its skin. They’re protected.”
    Paulo made this odd little disbelieving sound. “Right. You’re a good guy.”
    “I am!”
    There was something different about them today. There was none of the chest bumping they’d done at her house that first day. They were laughing at each other.
    It was adorable.
    Charming.
    Made her feel a little guilty too because she wanted to lean over, see if Paulo’s kisses were as warm as his hands. At the same time, she wanted to push into Josh’s lap and rub. They smelled so good, better than any men ever had.
    She pressed her hands to her hot cheeks, worried that her glasses might steam up. She’d never had such amazingly sexual thoughts, especially about people who were right there in front of her.
    “You okay, querida ? You look flushed.” Paulo’s fingers trailed over her arm and her nipples went hard.
    “Just fine. So, meatloaf?”
    “Mmmhmm.” Paulo looked…hungry.
    Josh made this low sound, raw and deep enough that she shivered. Okay, Cheri Louise. Get yourself together. This was just about meatloaf. Food. Not eating them up with a spoon.
    Paulo’s body seemed to heat beside her and Cheri caught herself rubbing her thighs together. This was the most bizarre thing, this desperate need she had for both of them. She wasn’t that kind of girl.
    Not at all.
    The waitress came over, nostrils flaring in the weirdest sort of way. “You guys ready?”
    Josh chuckled softly. “Getting there.”
    Cheri heard a thump under the table. Josh jumped, glaring at Paulo, and she stared back and forth at them. “What the heck is with you two?”
    She got two wide-eyed stares in return.
    “Us? We’re just two old friends.”
    The waitress snorted.
    Josh puffed up a little. “Meatloaf.”
    Paulo nodded. “Me too.”
    She tried to smile. “I guess that’s a ‘me three’.”
    “Sure thing.” Marlene didn’t seem put out by Josh, so maybe this kind of banter was normal.
    It unnerved her though, more than a little, and she found herself staring at the table. How could she be sitting across the table from the man she wanted to fuck and next to the man she wanted to date?
    “What’s wrong, linda ?” Paulo asked, patting her leg.
    She must have jumped a mile, but she managed a shrug. “I’m feeling a little out of place.”
    “I bet anyone who comes here to work feels that way.” Josh winked. “We’re tight-knit.”
    She nodded, even though that wasn’t what she’d meant at all. Lobo Basin was homey. “Most small towns are, hmm? I think even lots of neighborhoods in big cities are.”
    “Well, don’t worry, honey.” Josh chuckled, reaching for his drink. “You’re going to fit in fine.”
    “I’m trying.” She added sugar to her coffee and enough cream to make it right. “The children like me.”
    “So do I.” Both men said it at the same time.
    She looked from one to another, eyes wide. “Thank you.”
    “You’re welcome.” Paulo’s arm rubbed against her shoulder, warm and hard with muscle.
    The touch relaxed her, bone deep, and she smiled. Thank goodness tomorrow was Friday. She needed some quality down time. The bathtub and the vibrator had worked last time. Hopefully it would tomorrow too.
    “So, would you like to go driving this weekend?”