The Billionaires: The Stepbrothers (Lover's Triangle 3)

antage of the convenient situation of holing up in the guesthouse for the weekend.

A win-win all the way around.

One corner of his mouth lifted. A bit devilishly. Michael didn’t have a doubt in the world that his stepbrother would be all in with this particular threesome. Scarlet was irresistible. And both men had similar tastes. He was certain the temptation had been as difficult for Sam to fight as it had been for Michael.

Now he just had to get Scarlet to consent.

“You still there, sweetheart?” he prompted.

“Yes. Um … Just checking my calendar…”

His brow lifted. Was she really? Or was she stalling?

Had he called her bluff?

Was all of her bravado a load of crap?

“Scarlet—”

“I’ll be there Saturday afternoon.”

He heard the clicking of her keyboard in the background and assumed she was already looking at flights. That ratcheted his excitement to all-new levels. He’d never wanted a woman as fiercely as he’d wanted Scarlet from the time they’d met. To share her with Sam … Christ, that would be the ultimate in sizzling affairs.

Michael told her, “Send me your itinerary when it’s booked. I’ll let Sam know his presence is requested in the guesthouse.”

“Do you really think he’s going to want this?” she tentatively asked.

“Hell, yes,” Michael assured her. “I was more concerned about whether you’d agree.”

“I’m a bit mind boggled we’re even talking about it.”

“We’re doing a lot more than that, sweetheart.”

“Right.” Another long pause. Then she said, “For the record, I’ve never been in this sort of situation before. But I do know what I’m doing. At least, in a sense. My two best friends have enlightened me with their ménage relationships.”

“And you’re sure you want one of your own?”

“I’m sure that I want both of you.” Her tone dropped an octave, sounding sultry and evocative.

“Then pack light.”

She sucked in a breath.

Michael smirked. “What did you expect me to say?” he taunted. “I’ve seen you naked. Now I want to see you naked while Sam’s fucking you.”

“Jesus,” she said on a moan. “How am I supposed to get any work done with you talking like that?”

“I have to make it through the next two days myself. And chances are good this erection isn’t going away anytime soon.”

“You had to give me that visual.”

“Fair play and all that,” he taunted. “You did tell me you were wet. You don’t expect me to have a physical reaction to that?”

“Which begs the question … Whatever it is that’s going on between us—is it purely physical?”

She’d caught him off-guard. Though that shouldn’t have been the case. Scarlet obviously wasn’t one to leave loose ends. He liked that about her. Respected it.

So he very earnestly told her, “I’ve had significant trouble concentrating on business this week while wondering when I’ll see you again.”