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was clearly flustered. And he sensed slightly aroused.
    “Um … No, not really, I was just on my way out.”
    Why would she come all the way here, then leave?
    Then again, women weren’t always rational. He’d learned that the hard way. In the half dozen or so serious relationships he’d had, they’d all ended with the woman walking out. Why? Because he knew them too well. He satisfied them too well. They didn’t want someone who could read them as well as he could. In his book, that was not rational.
    “I thought you came for the weekend,” he said.
    Her eyes widened. “Oh, my God. You’re the third man.”
    “That’s right.” He smiled reassuringly, wondering if his uniform was intimidating her.
    “Look, there’s been a bit of a mistake—”
    At the sound of Travis and Connor’s voices behind her, she spun around. At the sight of the two men walking into the room—Travis with a towel wrapped around his waist and Connor with his towel draped over his shoulder, leaving him essentially naked—her face blossomed with color. Their broad shoulders and glistening, muscular chests were a sight to see, but her gaze dropped to Connor’s big, dangling penis. Then shot away.
    Had they started without him? Whatever had happened between them had clearly scared her off.
    “Well, here’s our lovely guest, and it seems she’s met Erik,” Connor said.
    Travis jabbed Connor in the ribs. “Uh, Connor, you’re making her uncomfortable.”
    “Oh, sorry.” Connor grinned as he tugged the towel from his shoulder, then wrapped it around his waist. He pushed his dark, blond hair from his face, then stepped toward her and held out his hand. “Hi, there. My name’s Connor Jackson.”
    “Haven’t you already met?” Erik asked.
    “No, Lindsay was in her room when we arrived,” Travis said, “so we went out for a swim.”

Three
    Lindsay stared at Connor’s outstretched arm and hesitantly placed her hand in his. His big, strong fingers enveloped hers as he shook her hand gently, then squeezed. Her gaze shifted to his, and locked onto his hazel eyes, glittering with golden specks. Heat coursed through her as she remembered him holding his big cock in his hand, then later wrapping it around the other man’s. He smiled, as if he knew what she was thinking, and that she’d been watching them.
    Finally, he released her hand and the other man stepped toward her, his hand outstretched.
    “Travis Blake,” he said as she placed her hand in his. His full lips pulled up in a warm, welcoming smile. He shook her hand, his chocolate brown eyes simmering with heat.
    “I haven’t introduced myself yet,” the police officer said, stepping toward her. “My name’s Erik Hamilton.”
    “Hi, I’m Lindsay.”
    When she took Erik’s hand, a wave of heat washed through her, and she imagined his arms sweeping around her, pulling her tight to his hard, muscular body while his mouth devoured hers.
    She could see her need mirrored in his mesmerizing, deep blue eyes and she could feel herself being drawn deeper into the fantasy, longing for more. Wanting him to pull her into his arms in real life, to kiss the bejesus out of her, then start to explore her body with that sexy mouth of his.
    When he released her hand, she just stared at him, slightly rattled at his effect on her.
    “Lindsay was just telling me there’s been some kind of mistake.”
    “Oh? Did you see us out by the pool?” Travis asked, his eyes narrowing.
    *   *   *
    Oh, damn. Erik felt a pang in his gut.
    Lindsay nodded and the warmth dissipated from Travis’ eyes.
    Now the pieces fell into place. Lindsay had been in her room when the guys arrived, so they went out for a swim. But it wasn’t just a swim. Now Travis believed that Lindsay had been repulsed by the sight of two men having sex.
    “I’m going to change,” Travis said flatly and strode away.
    Connor and Erik exchanged a glance. Connor had figured it out, too. Erik wasn’t convinced that