Be With Me(67)

Sawyer walked over to the porch railing, turned and bent enough that Regina could rest her bottom on the rail but stil hang onto his back.

“When’s the meat going on?” Regina asked hopeful y.

“In about two minutes,” Cam replied. “Hungry?”

“Starving. I want the biggest steak.” Sawyer grunted again, and she poked him.

“Where the hel do you put al that food, Reggie? I swear you have tapeworms.”

She grinned and stared at Cam over Sawyer’s shoulder. “I need food. And sugar. Red meat and sugar.”

“What you need is to start eating healthier or you’re going to keel over with a heart attack before you hit thirty.”

“That gives me two more years of culinary bliss then.”

He eyed her baleful y. “Not funny. I want you around a lot longer than that, love.”

She softened and went al gooey inside at his tender words. She could endure daily lectures from Cam when he topped them off with statements like that.

“You’ve got Hutch al wrapped around your little finger,” he continued. “That’s why he’s in there contributing to your bad habits. I on the other hand am not so easily manipulated.”

“Which is why you’re gril ing steaks?” Sawyer asked innocently.

Cam shot him a glare.

“Maybe Sawyer and I should do the cooking,” she suggested.

Sawyer choked against her, and Cam looked so horrified, she giggled.

“It was just an idea,” she said.

“Yeah, a bad one,” Cam muttered.

She moved her arms from Sawyer’s neck and burrowed them under his arms and around his waist.

She laid her head between his shoulders and sighed contentedly.

Life didn’t get much better than this. Nice weather, steaks on the gril , good times and her three best friends on earth. Correction, her three lovers. They were stil the best friends she’d ever have, regardless of the fact that she was sleeping with them. And she’d never love anyone else more.

She hugged Sawyer tighter. When would their time come? And would he hold back as he’d done a year ago? There was so much latent power bottled up inside him. He wouldn’t make love to her as Hutch had, and it both excited her and made her nervous as hel .

Sawyer was . . . al rough edges and wild, untamed urges. And knowing him as wel as she did, she knew he’d try and hide that part of him from her.

She sighed.

Sawyer tensed against her. “What’s wrong, Reggie?”

She smiled. “Nothing. Just thinking.” He took her wrists and pulled them away from his chest and slowly turned around in her arms.

“About?”

“You,” she said simply.

“Going to share those thoughts?”

She stared up at him as an impish grin took over her face. “Nope. That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

There. She’d seen it. Flashing in his eyes. One moment of unrestrained power and dark, edgy desire. If she didn’t know Sawyer so wel , he’d scare the shit out of her right now.

Big, hulking mass of humanity, intense blue eyes boring holes straight through her. His shaved head and trimmed goatee just added to that tough-as-nails exterior. The whole look made him unapproachable by most, and she suspected it was purposely affected. Sawyer didn’t exactly get up close and personal with anyone outside of her, Cam and Hutch.

It was something she and Sawyer had in common.

She reached up and fingered the gold hoop earring in his left ear.

“You know, for someone who looks like such a badass, you sure are a big marshmal ow.” He frowned. “What was that for?”

“Just thinking out loud,” she said unapologetical y.

“Wel keep it to yourself,” he grumbled.

Cam snickered, and Sawyer turned to give him a ferocious glare.

He turned back to Regina. “Marshmal ow? You cal me a marshmal ow and I’m not supposed to be offended?”

She grinned. “But you’re my marshmal ow and you’re only marshmal owy with me.”

“Marshmallowy? Reggie, have you been sniffing cleaning products?”

Instead of answering, she leaned into his chest again and hugged him tight. Soon. She’d have him soon, and she’d make damn sure he didn’t treat her like a piece of glass. But for tonight, she was ready to enjoy being near them al again. Laughing and having a good time with the three people who meant everything to her.

Chapter 25

Regina slid the last bite of cheesecake into her mouth with something that resembled orgasmic bliss. When she opened her eyes, she saw al three guys staring at her. Not just staring at her, but devouring her with their eyes. Like she was the cheesecake she’d just scarfed down.

“What?” she asked.

“I think I’ve changed my mind about letting you have cheesecake,” Cam muttered. “If you eat it like that every time, I’l be glad to let you have it as often as you like.”

She slowly drew the fork out of her mouth, letting her tongue linger on the tines as she got every last morsel.

Hutch groaned.

She grinned and set her saucer on the coffee table. “Is that al you guys ever think about?”

“Yes,” came the identical response from al three directions.

She leaned back as Hutch col ected the saucer then made a pass through the living room to get the other dishes on his way to the kitchen.