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Chapter Two

Amy poured herself a nice cup of coffee. The scent filled her kitchen, and she closed her eyes, breathing it in. After the MC event, she was a little tired and so had decided to close her shop for the weekend, to recuperate. She had learned from past experience to never overexert herself.

She needed to take breaks in order to be the best damn baker this town had ever seen, but to also rest so she didn’t prolong the closure of the shop any longer than necessary. Sipping at her tea, she opened up a cookbook. She intended to spend the entire day cooking. She loved to fill her freezer with homemade dishes so she never had to order takeout, but a home-cooked meal was an oven cook away.

As she glanced through the pages, her stomach began to growl, and she thought about making herself some breakfast waffles. They’d be nice.

Her doorbell rang, interrupting her as she started to get the ingredients to make herself a nice snack.

She was surprised to see both Diego and Killian on her doorstep.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, looking at both men.

“Perfect,” Diego said. He winked at her, and she felt an answering pull in her body.

Both of these men featured in every single erotic dream she ever had. It wasn’t hard for her to imagine herself, Diego, and Killian in place of the heroes and heroine in the books she loved so much.

“Would you like to come in?” she asked.

It was a big mistake to invite them in. She shouldn’t do it. At different times she’d had both men in her home but never together. They were a powerful concoction together.

“I’m making some waffles,” she said, stepping away from the door. She needed to put some distance between herself and the two men.

She offered them a smile as she measured out the flour. Killian and Diego looked so good in her kitchen, if only they weren’t wearing any clothes.

Enough, Amy.

Stop being so dirty.

She was used to being in an unsatisfying relationship. If it wasn’t for her books, she’d truly believe women were destined to loveless marriages, and having boring sex where they achieved no orgasm.

“What brings you here, and would you like some waffles?” She had to keep talking.

“I’ll take some of your waffles, darlin’,” Killian said.

He took a seat at her kitchen counter. He’d removed his jacket, not his MC cut, not that it mattered. His large, muscular, ink-covered arms were on full display, and she couldn’t help herself but imagine them wrapped around her, holding her.

Diego pulled her attention as he sat down. He’d also removed his shirt. Again, more large muscles, more ink, but different from Killian’s.

Both men thrilled her.

What would it be like to be the filling in their sandwich?

Dirty mind alert.

Get back in the game. Don’t start thinking dirty stuff. It’s not your place to.

“So, why are you here?”

“We wanted to talk to you, sweetheart,” Diego said.

“What about? Is this for me catering for an event? If it’s any work business you can swing by my shop and we can talk business.”

“It’s not about business.” Killian reached out, putting his hand on top of hers. The instant he touched her, she felt this spark between them. It was strong, and she nibbled on her lip. Temptation was staring her in the face from both Killian and Diego.

They were a lot easier to deal with when there was only one of them. Two of them together and her body was going into overdrive.

She was already wet, and neither of them had said anything suggestive. She really needed to stop reading her books. They were turning her into a sex maniac. Not quite the maniac. To be one, she’d first have to be having sex. She hadn’t been with a man since her husband, and he’d stopped sleeping with her before the divorce.

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