Leaning against the door jamb, Shane stared at Tucker in stunned silence. His husband was stretched out on the couch, one pillow under his head, another under his foot, and his eyes were shut. He wasn’t asleep, though, as he was drumming his fingers softly where they rested on his chest. Shane hadn’t believed Paige when she’d said Tucker had been relaxing and listening to her Kindle read a book to him. The man wasn’t a fan of TV shows, only watching the occasional movie with Arianna or Shane, and with his dyslexia, he didn’t read books or magazines. But here he was, apparently, enjoying the story he was listening to.

“Holy shit.”

Shane’s eyebrows shot up at Tuck’s murmured words. There were no signs of distress and his eyes were still closed, so Shane had no idea what’d prompted the curse. Striding over, he squatted next to the couch and set his hand on top of Tucker’s. His husband startled, and his eyes flew open. “Shit! Don’t do that!”

Tucker fumbled with the Kindle as he tried to shut it off, and then yanked the earbuds out. Shane chuckled in amusement. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Sighing, he flopped his head back down on the pillow. “I just found out who the murderer is, and he’s about to kill again. I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I thought Paige was joking when she said you’ve been listening to a book all day.”

Tucker sat up and pushed on his hands, grimacing as he did so, until he was resting against the back of the couch. “I thought she was kidding when she suggested it, but I’m really enjoying it. I’d be further into it, but I fell asleep after lunch for about an hour. How was your day?”

“Good. We finished fixing the fence in the west pasture, and everything’s set to start moving the herd tomorrow. I’m going to hop in the shower, then we’ll have dinner. Paige made homemade pizza, so we can eat it in here. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.” He sniffed the air, and his stomach growled. “Smells good, too. I’m starving.”

“So am I, but she made plenty.” Shane stood. “How’s the foot?”

“Throbbing, but not as bad as it was earlier. Paige gave me another pain pill about an hour ago.”

“Good. Oh, and Lila’s here—she’s eating with us too.” He paused, studying Tuck’s face. There was a sense of peace there he hadn’t seen in a long time, and he didn’t think it had anything to do with the narcotics. Whatever had happened between Tuck and Paige during the day had changed the man. Maybe he was starting to realize Paige was someone special—the woman who might finally heal them. Their three-way attraction was growing, and if Tuck was done fighting his feelings, he and Shane would be able to start seducing their sweet house manager. Neither man would ever forget Sarah—she’d always have a place in their hearts—but there was room there to love another woman, and if Shane had his way, she’d be Paige.

An hour later, Shane, Tuck, Arianna, Lila, and Paige were scattered around the family room, on the L-shaped couch and two recliners, watching the animated version of Beauty and the Beast for what felt like the one-millionth time to Shane. Arianna, however, laughed, and oohed and aahed as if it was the first time she was seeing it—just like she always did. With the little girl sitting between them, the two women chatted about a variety of things, mostly about the town, its history, and the upcoming Rodeo Bonanza. Paige had agreed to help out that day for a few hours, and Nicole had assigned her to the ticket booth with Lila.

Out of the three, thin-crust pizzas Paige had made from scratch, two had been completely consumed by Shane and Tuck. The ladies split the third one between them. Shane had been amused when his husband had repeatedly raved about how good his pizza was—that was the most he’d heard Tuck say to Paige in one sitting. Add that to him telling Shane about the book he’d been listening to, Tuck had been a bit of a chatterbox that evening. Even Lila had stared curiously at her brother a few times. It had been a long time since the man had been as cheerful as he was right now. Shane also didn’t miss the somewhat discreet glances Tuck was giving Paige, and the ones she was giving both of them. Her cheeks had been tinged pink several times over the past hour, and he wasn’t sure if it was from the compliments and attention or if she was remembering what’d happened in the barn two nights ago. If he had to guess, it was probably a mix. Yup, things were going to get mighty interesting around here.

When Lila got up to use the restroom, Arianna also stood and put her empty paper plate on the coffee table. “Daddy, can we play Jenga?”

“Sure, pipsqueak.” He got to his feet, happy to have his daughter interested in anything else other than watching the movie. “Let me clean off the table while you go put your pajamas on then get the game.”

As Arianna ran to her bedroom, Paige jumped up and began to gather the paper plates and the empty pans she’d cooked the pizza in. “I’ll do it.”

Grasping her hands, he gently guided her back to her seat. “You did enough today—I’ve got it.”

“Um . . .” She stared up at him, and his cock twitched in his jeans. Damn, he could get lost in those eyes of hers. “O-Okay. I mean, I can help.”

“Nope. You can sit there and relax.” It took all his willpower to let go of her hands and not look to see if Tuck was watching their exchange. If he saw the interest he hoped was on his husband’s face, he’d be tossing Lila out the door and Arianna into her bed, just so they could have Paige to themselves. Not yet . . . but soon.

They played the wooden-block game for about an hour, laughing and teasing each person who was trying to make their move without toppling the tower over. After Tuck lost for the second time, Lila stood and stretched. “It’s getting late. Thanks for dinner, Paige. It was delicious.”

“Any time.

Shane placed his hand on the back of his daughter’s head. “Time for you to go to bed, sweetheart.”

“Please can I stay up for a little while longer?”

Her pleading eyes usually had him caving, but he shook his head. “Uh-uh. You’re already up past your bedtime, and it’s a school night. Kiss everyone goodnight. I’ll come tuck you in in a few minutes.”

“Okaaayyyy.” The adults all chuckled at her adorable pout as she gave each of them a hug and a kiss.

Getting to his feet, Shane walked Lila to the door, then waited until she’d gotten into her car and put it in drive before he turned off the porch light. Meanwhile, Paige had finished putting the Jenga blocks back into the box and collected the empty glasses from dinner, bringing them into the kitchen. Now that she was alone with them again, she was avoiding looking directly at either of them. Tuck’s brow was furrowed, as if he was trying to figure out what was wrong, while he silently watched her. Well, Shane wasn’t filling him in—not yet.

Shane stopped at the entrance to the hall. “After I read Ari a book, I’ll help you back to bed, Tuck.” He’d taken another pain pill a little while ago and had been a little unsteady on his feet during a trip to the bathroom.

“I can do it,” Paige said as she came back from the kitchen. “I got him out here without a problem. He did most of the work, anyway.”

He glanced at Tuck, who nodded. Shane shrugged. “Okay. Just pray Ari doesn’t pick Beauty and the Beast for me to read again. I’m so sick of that one.”

Paige’s chuckle was a delight to hear, and it tickled his groin as he strolled down the hallway and entered his daughter’s room. “Here, Daddy. Beauty and the Beast.”

Using the crutches, Tucker advanced down the hallway a little slower than earlier. He felt spaced out from the drugs. Paige trailed behind, just as she’d done each time he’d moved around the house today. Despite his injury and his earlier resistance, he’d kind of liked having her fuss over him today.

Hobbling into the master bedroom on one foot, he made his way over to the bed as Paige set her Kindle on his night stand. He tried to turn around to sit on the bed but lost his balance. In a reflexive reaction, as he felt himself start to fall, he released the crutches, reached out, and grabbed Paige’s arm. She was caught by surprise, so instead of stabilizing him, she was yanked off her feet. Tucker fell back onto the bed with her on top of him, almost knocking the breath from his lungs. “Shit! Are you okay, Paige?”

“Oh, my God. Did I hurt you?”

“No, I’m fine. I’m sorry, I turned too fast.” He froze when their current positions registered in his brain. She was sprawled over his chest and abdomen, and her hips were nestled between his thighs. His dick didn’t mind at all when every ounce of his blood rushed to it. He knew the second she realized she was in his bed . . . with him . . . in a suggestive manner . . . with his very hard cock between them. Her gorgeous, blue eyes went wide, but she remained as still as he was. It was as if she couldn’t figure out how to get up without making things worse. His heart rate sped up as he stared at her mouth, which had rounded into an “O.” All he would have to do was lift his head a scant two or three inches and he’d be kissing her.

“Ahem. Am I interrupting?”

At the sound of Shane’s low and amused voice, the spell was broken, and Paige scrambled to get off Tuck. “No! No. Um . . . it’s not what it looks like, Shane!” Her wiggling against Tuck’s thick erection didn’t help matters, and his eyes rolled back into his head for a moment until she managed to get her feet on the ground and push off him.

“Well, that’s disappointing.”

Tucker didn’t have to look at his husband to know he was grinning and as hard as Tuck was.

“What? No. I—I was helping Tucker and he—he moved too fast and fell. I—I tried to keep him from falling, but he’s so big . . . I mean, height-wise, not . . . um . . . I mean . . .” Opening one eye, Tuck dared to look up. Her blushing face was full of mortification and worry that Shane thought there was something going on between them. He could have told her his husband was probably hoping there had been something going on. Tuck bit his upper lip to keep from cracking up and embarrassing her more. “That’s all that happened, I swear . . .” She glanced at Tuck and then back at Shane, before hurrying toward the door. “I’ll just go to bed . . . um . . . alone . . . my own bed . . . good—goodnight.”

Both men were trying their best not to laugh, as she practically ran out of the room after Shane stepped to the side to let her pass. He then stuck his head out the door to watch her hasty retreat, before turning back and closing the door behind him. He leaned against it and crossed his arms, chuckling as he did so. Tuck put his hands behind his head, relaxed into the mattress, and stared at Shane. “She won’t be easy to convince.”

Shane didn’t ask what he was talking about because he already knew. After tonight, they both wanted her—that was obvious, at least to them. Tuck may have been a little slower to get on board, but he was definitely there now, a fact Shane was thrilled about. “I think she might surprise you.”

“Why do you say that?”

Pushing off the door, Shane strode across the room and picked up the Kindle from the night stand. He booted it up and lay down on the bed next to Tuck, who watched as he scrolled through the list of e-books in her library. He stopped when he found what he was looking for, then turned the device so Tuck could see the screen better. Stunned, he gaped at a bunch of book covers that had two men and one woman on them, all half-dressed and in sensual poses.

“I overheard her and Nicole talking about some books they’d read. Apparently, ménage romance has a huge following nowadays.”

“Holy shit!” Tuck took the e-reader and scrolled down further. They weren’t all ménage, but there were quite a few. She hadn’t been lying when she’d said she favored romance books.

“Uh-huh.”

Tuck frowned at him. “But reading it and living it are two different things, Shane. I mean, if we screw this up, Arianna will be heartbroken if Paige feels it’s our way or the highway.”

Rolling onto his side, Shane ran a seductive hand up and down Tuck’s torso. “Then we’ll have to make sure we don’t screw it up. Although she tries to hide it, she’s interested in both of us. We made Sarah a vow—if we had the chance to let someone else in, we’d take it. I want that someone to be Paige, but we do this together or not at all. Are you in?”

He studied Shane’s handsome face for a few moments, then the sexy book covers on the device in his hand. Finally, he glanced at the closed door before nodding. “Yeah, I’m in.”