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Chapter Four
The following Monday, Amy was still a little sore after Killian and Diego’s lovemaking.
Both men hadn’t stopped, and she’d lost count of the number of orgasms they’d given her. They had taken turns, and even now, thinking about it, she felt heat rise up in her cheeks. Did it make her a slut to have two men take it in turns?
Maybe she was nervous.
On Sunday morning they had both gotten a call before she’d even made them all breakfast, and both had promised to call. But neither of them had. Did they think she was weak?
Resting her head against the shop fridge, she shook it from side to side.
“Stop thinking about it,” she said.
She’d been up since four that morning, and rather than try to pretend to sleep, she’d come straight to the shop to get started on the day’s baking. Mondays were always good days. She tended to get a lot of orders for lunches for the week, but also the chance of catering to a birthday party or an event of some kind. There was never a dull moment in her world.
All she had to do was get her head in the freaking game. Whatever happened over the weekend, she couldn’t change it. Killian and Diego had offered her a chance to have both of them. It could have been a test or a ruse, or both. Had she failed?
Pushing those doubts to one side, she grabbed the ingredients out of the fridge, and got to mixing the chocolate chip cookies, which were a huge hit. Each time she thought of Diego or Killian, she shoved them out of her mind, even though her nipples were sore from their mouths, and her ass a little tender. Both men couldn’t seem to resist touching her, telling her how they were going to use her.
Get your head out of the dirty clouds. It’s not going to happen. Focus on what you do best. Baking.
She had to get herself together. This was no way to run a business.
After managing to complete her morning baking routine, she made herself a cup of coffee, sipping it in between serving customers. After the lunchtime rush, she knew deep in her heart, she’d been had.
Diego and Killian had used her.
She put the closed sign on the door, and made her way into the back, hoping to stop the tears, which wouldn’t do as they were told.
The door to her shop opened. She hadn’t locked it.
Damn it.
“We’re closed,” she said.
She walked out of the kitchen and paused.
Diego and Killian were standing in her shop. The moment they saw her, both men rounded the counter.
“Are you okay?” Killian asked.
“Who the fuck made you cry?” Diego asked.
Both men touched her face, and she was a little shocked.
“What are you doing here?”
“Answer our questions,” Killian said.
“I want to know who made you cry. I’ll fucking kill them,” Diego said.
“You did,” she said.
“I did?” Diego asked.
“Yes, and you.”
“What did I do?” Killian asked.
