Just Right

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Just Right By Vivian Vincent

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CHAPTER ONE "You go to that museum every day, Locke. What's there that's so fascinating?" her mother asked as they prepared dinner together. "Nothing really. I just like to go because it's quiet. I can think without anyone disturbing me." That and the hottie security guard who works there. "You can do that here." "Not with Bobby running around, I can't." "Well, there's that, but what about the library?" "Believe it or not, it's not all that quiet either." Locke Golding had just graduated high school and was still undecided as to where she'd attend college. Her mother never pushed her and she appreciated that. About two months before she graduated, she'd met a security guard at the new Fish and Wildlife Museum that had recently opened in her town. Well, she didn't actually meet him. She was observing the bear exhibit when she saw him chase a small boy who'd crawled under the ropes and into the fake trees on display in the center of the exhibit. When the tall, handsome security guard had returned the child to his mother, he looked up at Locke and flashed a sexy smile her way. Their eyes met and Locke felt a rush of warmth flood through her. She was smitten with him almost instantly. He, of course, was the reason for her daily visits. "I don't see how the museum can be so quiet with all those kids running around." "It is, Mom. The kids hang around the aquariums mostly. You know how I am about bears. They've got a pretty cool bear exhibit there."

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"You'll have to bring me along sometime. It sounds fascinating." "Sure." Locke pulled the casserole out of the oven. "Maybe one day next week." Anything to see Seth again. Her mother never noticed the dreamy look in her eyes. **** "Come on folks! Closing time!" Seth stood by the door of the museum. He smiled at the children who ran past him giggling, their mother shouting for them to slow down. "Have a great weekend!" He closed the doors behind the last group of people who filed out of the museum. Seth Beare was one of three security guards at the new Fish and Wildlife Museum. His dad, he curator, had given him and his brothers jobs for the summer. At twenty-three, he was happy where he was, although a bit uncertain of the direction his life was headed. His brothers, Andrew and Michael, were twins and younger than him by five years. Both had plans to attend Northwestern University in the fall. He, however, had graduated high school at the top of his class and had offers from Harvard, Princeton and Yale, but turned them all down, much to his father's chagrin. What are you gonna do with your life, boy? his father had asked. A deep male voice boomed from behind him. "Seth!" "Yeah, Dad?" "Where's Andrew?" "He left about an hour ago. I told him I'd lock up. Why?" "Because he left the bear exhibit unattended again. Didn't you have to go fetch another wandering rug-rat from there?" "Yeah, but no harm was done."

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"But it was his job to keep an eye on the tour group! Where's Michael?" "He left with Andrew. They said something about going fishing up at the lake tomorrow." Seth had purchased a small fishing cabin in the woods. As far as his father knew, they just went to the lake to fish. Knowledge of the things that happened there were a well kept secret. His brothers used the cabin more often than he did. Most of the time they'd take their dates there instead of back to their parents' house, so they could have more privacy. Sometimes Seth would join them with his own date. Often times, Seth would ask the girl he was sleeping with if she'd be interested in sleeping with his brothers. If the girl agreed, he'd call his brothers and they'd spend the weekend at the cabin with the girl. If she decided she didn't want to partake, they'd let her leave on her own. None of them ever forced a woman to do anything she didn't want and all of them always practiced safe sex. He knew if Andrew and Michael were planning on going to the cabin this weekend, one of them had a girl. Seth thought about his younger brothers and chuckled to himself at how promiscuous they had become. "When the hell do they think they'll have time?" his father yelled. "They promised they'd clean out the garage this weekend!" Thomas Beare turned on his heel and headed back to his office. "Honestly, I don't know where I went wrong with the three of you." He continued to mumble as he closed the door of his office. Seth just shook his head then made his way around the small museum. He checked to make sure there were no patrons left behind and secured the locks. As he made his way to the small cafe, he heard a pounding on the back door.

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"Must be the cleaning crew." He glanced at his watch. He pushed open the heavy steel doors and greeted the short, balding man who was the head of the janitorial service. "Hey, Marvin." "Seth, my boy! What's the good word?" "Dad's in a mood tonight so watch your back. He's still in his office." "Thanks for the heads up, kid." Marvin smiled and gave a quick wink. Seth turned and headed back toward the cafe. He stiffened when Marv spoke again. "You know my daughter Alicia is around your age and she's single. She's really a great girl, I think you'd—" "Okay, Marv," Seth interrupted and turned to glare at the much shorter man. "I think we went through this before. Alicia is ten years older than I am and she's made it very clear that she's not interested. Besides, isn't she getting married soon?" "Yes, but the guy's a real jerk. I think if you went out you'd hit it off." "Later, Marv." Seth retreated to the cafe. Marv continued to speak to him even though it was clear Seth wasn't listening. Seth poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at a table near the door. He watched as the rest of Marvin's crew carried in the cleaning supplies and began their nightly task of mopping and waxing the floors. His thoughts drifted to the girl he'd seen earlier today. She'd been coming in every day since little Timmy Martin slipped through the ropes at the bear exhibit about two months ago. She had the deepest, darkest blue eyes he'd ever seen. Her body drove him absolutely crazy. She wasn't supermodel thin, but she wasn't overly plump

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either. She had curves in all the right places and her long, curly blonde hair seemed to shimmer in the soft lighting of the museum. Seth didn't even know her name, but he couldn't stop thinking about her. He'd watch her as she made her way around the museum and always end up back at the bear exhibit. She'd sit on a bench near the exhibit and just stare off into the distance for hours on end. He always wondered what she was thinking about. When he'd finally mustered up enough courage to talk to her, one of the kids from the tour group crawled under the rope. After he returned the child to the group, he turned to find the girl had left. With a heavy sigh, Seth brought himself to his feet. He said good night to Marvin and his crew, walked to his car and headed home. He thought maybe he'd go to the fishing cabin with his brothers this weekend after all. Cleaning the garage could wait until Sunday. **** Locke sat on the edge of her bed, exhausted from her morning run. She'd worked thirty hours over the weekend and had little time to do anything but sleep. Sure cutting and styling hair wasn't hard work; it was just being on her feet all day and dealing with cranky women who weren't happy with anything shown to them in the way of hairstyles. She stripped down and headed for the shower with a content sigh, happy she finally had a couple days off. It was Monday and the first thing she planned to do, after a nap of course, was to head to the museum to see Seth. As the steamy water cascaded over her body, thoughts of Seth and his deep, dark brown eyes and tall, muscular frame had her body tingling with desire. She hardly

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knew the man and she was having erotic visions of him! What the hell was wrong with her? Okay, she knew what was wrong. She needed to get laid. Being the only virgin amongst her group of friends made Locke cringe. They'd tease her endlessly, but she always brushed them off. Problem was, she'd never felt anything for any of the guys she dated, at least not enough to let them take her virginity away from her. Once again, her thoughts drifted to Seth and she felt a blush rise in her cheeks at the thought of him being her first. She ran her hands over her heated flesh and gently pinched her nipples before they roamed lower, feeling the soft mound of hair covering her sex. She closed her eyes and imagined Seth, naked and lying on his back beneath her, while she parted the silky folds and gently rubbed at the hard nub hidden there. She let out a slight gasp before a knock on the bathroom door brought her back to reality. "Locke, I've got to run to the store, honey. Do you need anything?" her mother asked. "No thanks, Mom. I'm good." Locke hoped her voice didn't sound too strange. "When will you be back?" "Probably an hour or so. Why?" "I was thinking of heading to the museum later if you want to tag along." "I'd love to, but not today. Your brother's Cub Scout troop is meeting here tonight. It's a last minute thing and I said I'd provide snacks and refreshments." "Oh, okay. Well, I'm gonna take a nap when I get out of here, so I'll see you later, Mom." "Sure thing, sweetie. Love you!"

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"Love you too." "Oh and Locke?" her mother said before leaving. "Yeah?" "Don't be too late tonight. You're going to help your father finish setting up his new fishing cabin tomorrow." "Okay, Mom." Locke finished her shower, then headed back to her room. She pulled off her towel, tossed back the covers on her king-sized bed and slid beneath the cool sheets. She was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

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CHAPTER TWO "You think the hot blonde will show up today, Seth?" Andrew asked as they walked casually through the museum. "I'm hoping she does, Andy. I think I'm gonna ask her out." "Not before I do!" "I saw her first!" "Jesus, will you two grow up?" Michael chimed in from behind them. "You're acting like a couple of love sick teenagers." "Well, dear brother of mine, if you'll recall, you and I are still teenagers." Andy slowed his pace to allow his twin to catch up. "Okay, well you're acting like a couple of kids in junior high with their first crush. You charge at the poor girl, she'll turn tail and run in the other direction." Mike chuckled. "Besides, I'm gonna ask her out before either of you two bozos has the chance." He quickened his pace and disappeared around the corner before Seth or Andrew could reply. Andrew and Michael were identical twins; the only thing setting them apart was their hair. Andrew wore his brown hair very short, almost to the point of a military cut, while Michael's hair teased his collar. They were both as tall as Seth, an impressive six foot three, and all three brothers had deep, dark brown eyes that turned nearly black when they were aroused or angry. Seth watched Michael disappear around the corner then turned to Andrew. "How about if we all ask her out?"

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"I think that'd scare her off for sure, Seth. I mean, I know you've shared your women with us in the past, but I think this is different." "How so?" "I don't know. I see the look you get on your face whenever she's around. You've got it bad." "I do not!" Seth protested, punching his younger brother in the arm. "Don't you have an exhibit to watch or something?" Andrew continued laughing. "Yeah. You got it bad, bro." He ducked another punch from Seth. "All right, all right, I'm going. If you ask the hottie out, Seth, don't fuck it up." He headed in the opposite direction and disappeared around the corner. Seth turned his attention briefly to the large aquarium to his right. The tropical fish of all shapes and sizes swam happily around in their tank, completely oblivious to the goings on in the human world. "Oh, to be that happy." He let out a heavy sigh then headed to his father's office to do some paperwork. **** Locke pulled herself from a restless sleep. Erotic visions of Seth filled her dreams and she'd tossed and turned for her entire nap. She headed to the bathroom to brush the tangles from her hair then splashed a bit of cold water on her face. As she made her way back to her bedroom, she heard her mother call to her. “Yeah, Mom. I'm up. I'll be out in a few minutes, I need to get dressed.” “Okay."

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She rummaged through her drawers until she found her favorite pair of jeans. She pulled them on then glanced around the room for her tennis shoes. As she zipped up her jeans, she spotted one shoe just underneath her bed and the other resting against the wall opposite her bed. Locke finished dressing then made her way into the kitchen. Her brother, Bobby, nearly knocked her to the floor as he flew by her to answer the doorbell that had just rang. “Slow down, creep!” “Locke! You're eighteen years old! Don't you think you're a bit old to be calling your brother names, young lady?” “Sorry." She reached for a ham roll-up off the tray on the counter. Her mother smacked her hand lightly then cast a grin before turning back to finish the rest of the hors d'oeuvres for the guests that were arriving. “Do you need me to stick around?” Locke watched Bobby and one of his friends race down the stairs to the basement. “Not unless you want to help me with your brother's Cub Scout troop." Her mother turned to her as she wiped her hands on a towel draped over her shoulder. “I don't think so!” “Then no, I don't need you. Where are you going?” “Probably over to Lisa's then to the museum. I'll be home early.” Locke crossed the kitchen and placed a quick kiss on her mother's cheek. She went back to her room to grab her purse and cellphone before she headed out the door.

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“Hey Maggie!” one of the mothers said as she entered the kitchen. “Thanks so much for doing this. Liz says she's sorry it was last minute, but she and George had to fly to Dallas for a family emergency.” “Not a problem, Sara. Rob won't be home tonight and Locke just left to go visit with some friends. I think they're going to the museum.” “The one that opened last winter?” “I think so.” “I haven't been there yet, but Timmy's class went last week for their final field trip of the year. He said he saw Locke hanging around the bear exhibit.” “She goes there every day.” “Oh." Sara swiped a ham roll off the platter. “You don't think they have real bears there do you?” “Oh heavens no! Rob knows the curator. He said they only have the exhibits there to show patrons the natural habitat of the bears. From what Rob's told me, they have pretty impressive lion and tiger exhibits too.” “Lions and tigers and bears—” Sara started. “Oh my!” the women finished together, giggling like schoolgirls. “Timmy said when he saw Locke, she was gazing adoringly at one of the security guards. He scrunched up his nose when he described it, but he said it's the same way I look at his father.” Maggie's eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Really? A security guard, huh?” “Yeah. Why?” “Like I said, Locke goes there every day. Now, I know why.”

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Just then, the doorbell rang and Maggie excused herself to answer it. She hollered downstairs to Bobby to come greet more of his friends. Sara took the platter of ham rolls and laid them on the coffee table in the living room. **** Locke stood transfixed on the bear exhibit at the museum. The curator had enhanced the exhibit with life-like stuffed bears in various poses. Draped across the branch of a fake tree was one bear, which looked to be asleep. Another was poised at the edge of the makeshift stream, its head just inches from the water, its mouth open and waiting to catch a wayward fish. She hadn't seen nor heard Seth approach her and was startled when he spoke. “Do you like the new additions to the exhibit?” He smiled down at her. “Oh yes. I wonder where they found those bears. They look so real!” Locke turned to look at him, blushing when she made eye contact. “I'm Locke." She held out her hand. “Seth." He took her hand, brought it to his lips and placed a soft kiss on top before he released it. “Locke. That's an interesting name.” “My dad named me,” she said. “I guess when I was born, I was bald except for one curly lock of blonde hair at the back of my head.” She blushed again, and thought the explanation of her name sounded lame. “Fascinating." Seth continued to smile as he looked her up and down. "It's nice to see your hair grew in,” he quipped, enjoying the color of her cheeks.

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Locke turned and took the few steps toward the bench in front of the bear exhibit. Seth's close proximity was making her heart beat furiously. She had to put a bit of space between them. “I see you every day." Seth stood beside the bench. “Do you look at any other exhibits or just the bears?” Locke didn't want to admit the only reason she'd came there every day was to see him. She bit her lower lip while she thought of a reply. Seth watched as Locke kept her gaze fixed at the bear exhibit. He thought she was sexy when she bit on her lower lip. He wanted to pull her to him and nibble on that lip himself. He felt the muscles in his groin tighten at the thought of kissing her and losing himself in the sweetness he knew was there. "I check out the other exhibits, but I just really love bears, so I spend most of my time at this exhibit." Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper. She glanced up at Seth briefly, turning away when she saw him gazing at her as if he were in a trance. “So, Locke—would you—um—I'm off at seven.” He cleared his throat in an effort to compose himself. Just ask her, you idiot! “Wanna go grab a cup of coffee or something?” There, I did it. He let out a sigh of relief. “I'd love to!" Locke was surprised at her quick, confident reply. “Great! I'll meet you at the entrance at seven." Seth took her hand and kissed it softly again. Locke simply nodded, blushing as she left the museum.

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CHAPTER THREE "You're kidding right? Your last name is really Beare?" Locke asked as she sipped her latte. "Not kidding. Why is that so hard to believe?" "Not hard to believe. It's just ironic that you guard the bear exhibit at the museum." "What better person to do it than a Beare?" Seth smiled at his own humor. "Besides, I don't just guard the bear exhibit. I guard the whole place. My brothers usually take turns guarding the exhibits. I usually do patrols." "Brothers?" "Yeah. I have two brothers. They're twins. Michael and Andrew." "I've seen them before. I didn't think they were your brothers though." "Yep. They turned eighteen a couple months ago. They're both going to Northwestern in the fall." "Cool." Locke took another sip of her latte, glancing over the rim at Seth. "You about done with your latte?" "Yeah, why?" "I want to take you somewhere." Locke tried to hide the look of concern on her face. She didn't know Seth all that well. She wondered if she should trust him enough to go with him. "Where?" "I've got a cabin near the lake. It's quiet and we can talk without interruption." "I—I don't know, Seth. I—we don't," Locke stammered.

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"If you're worried about being alone with me, I understand. Call your parents and tell them who you're with. I'll even tell them the address of the cabin if it makes you feel better." "Uh, well, see, it's like this, Seth—" "I'm not going to try anything, Locke. Please, trust me?" The look in his eyes was gentle but pleading. Seth desperately wanted to get Locke alone, just to talk to her, to get to know her a bit more. "You'll take me home as soon as I ask?" "I can do better than that. Let's go back to the museum and you get your car. You can follow me." "All right. Let me give my mom a quick call." Locke reached for her purse. "Give me a couple minutes." "Sure. I'll wait outside for you." Seth rose to his feet and made his way to the door. He turned and gave her a quick smile before he headed toward his car. **** Seth smiled as he drove to the cabin. He was hoping Locke would come with him. He made good on his promise to tell her the address of the cabin. After a Seth had a ten minute conversation with Maggie, Locke's mother, she all but had them married off. He was surprised to learn that Rob, Locke's father, had purchased the fishing cabin just up the road from his. He ended the call with Maggie on a promise to make sure Locke made it to their cabin the next morning. He slowed the car down, then hit the turn signal and waited to see if the car behind him did the same, ensuring Locke was still following. Seth drove along the

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smooth gravel road toward the cabin. The beams of his headlights bounced off the trees, casting eerie shadows along the road. Seth slowed the car again and watched as Locke followed him into the narrow driveway beside the fishing cabin. He cut off the engine and sat in the car for a few seconds before he pocketed his keys and hopped out of the car. I don't want to seem too anxious. Locke glanced nervously at the cabin and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. She barely knew Seth and here she was alone with him at his fishing cabin. In addition, her mother gave her permission to spend the night! What's up with that, mom? She got out of her car and approached Seth, then reached out to take his hand when he offered it. The warmth of his hand covered hers. "Watch your step." Seth led Locke up the path. She glanced down and saw there were several large rocks embedded in the gravel. Locke stepped around them and continued along behind Seth. She kept her eyes fixed on the cabin as they approached. Seth pulled his keys out and unlocked the door. He reached around, flipped on a light then allowed Locke to enter ahead of him. "Make yourself at home." He closed the door behind him. Locke stood just inside the door and glanced around the small cabin. It looks a lot smaller outside. The floor of the cabin was wood but there were several throw rugs scattered about. Directly across from where she stood was a large sliding door leading out to a deck. To her right was the kitchen area with a stove, refrigerator and microwave.

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A counter wrapped around two sides of the kitchen. Atop the counter were several different appliances, including a large microwave. There was a table with four chairs off the kitchen. On top of the table was a vase of dried flowers, a salt and pepper shaker and four place mats, one at each seat. With a glance to her left, Locke saw a cozy sitting room with one chair, an overstuffed couch and a coffee table. Along the left wall was a decent sized fireplace. She spotted a door in the corner near the fireplace and assumed that's where the bedroom was. She didn't see any other signs of other bedrooms. "This is very nice." Locke turned to smile at Seth. "I like it. I don't live here every day, but it's a good escape. I use it a lot on the weekends for—uh—fishing and stuff." "Mind if I look around a bit more?" "Be my guest. You want something to drink?" "Coke if you have it." She headed for the sliding door. Locke stepped out onto the deck and was amazed to see it ran the entire length of the house. There was a glass topped patio table with an umbrella and four matching padded chairs off to the right. To the left was access to a dock which led directly down to the water. There were empty buckets placed near the dock and she spotted a couple of fishing poles also. It was a warm night with a slight breeze. Locke closed her eyes when the cool breeze blew across the deck. She took a seat at the patio table and gazed out over the water. She let out a content sigh while she watched the reflection of the moon dance on the water.

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"Here you go." Seth handed Locke a tall glass filled with ice and Coke. "It's beautiful here, Seth." She kept her gaze fixed on the water. "Not as beautiful as you, Locke." He groaned at the lameness of the line. Locke blushed. "Thank you." "You're welcome. I mean it. Since the first day I saw you, I thought you were beautiful." Seth scooted his chair closer to Locke then reached out to take her hand. "I've wanted to kiss you since that first day." Seth groaned as Locke bit nervously on her lip. "What's stopping you now?" Her voice was just barely above a whisper.

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CHAPTER FOUR Seth needed no further invitation. He stood then pulled Locke to her feet. She took the few steps to close the gap between them. Her breasts pressed against Seth's hard chest. She ran her hands over his shoulders and tangled her fingers in his hair. She'd kissed plenty of guys in her life, but she knew the moment she kissed Seth, it would be like nothing she'd ever felt before. She saw his face draw near and closed her eyes at the last moment. Their lips met, softly at first, tasting and testing. Seth teased the corners of her mouth with his tongue, then plunged inside when she opened for him. Jolts of awareness crashed through him to settle in his groin when he felt Locke take the kiss even deeper. He tore his lips from hers to trail kisses along her cheek to her earlobe. Locke shivered under the pleasurable assault of Seth's lips. Her body tensed then relaxed when she felt him gently cradle a breast in his hand and his thumb grazed over the turgid tip. She felt him pull her closer and rest his thigh between her legs. She pressed herself into his leg and felt the muscles of his thigh flex and cause wondrous sensations to crash through her. Seth broke the kiss and gazed down into Locke's eyes. "Is this too fast for you?" He sounded breathless. Her head screamed "yes!" while her body screamed "no!" She'd been dreaming of him for months. She tangled her fingers in his hair once more and pulled his head down to hers.

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"No. Kiss me again." She met his lips in a kiss filled with desire and lust. Seth's kiss burned clear to her soul. She pressed her body against his and let out a soft moan when he caressed her nipple through her shirt. Locked gasped when Seth cupped her ass and pulled her closer. She felt his cock growing harder between them and thought for a moment if it was as big as it felt, it would never fit inside her. Seth lifted her off the floor of the deck, took a few steps and settled her on the rail. She clung to him when he reached beneath the hem of her shirt. His hand was hot against her skin as he pushed under her bra and caressed her nipple. He thought he'd lose control right here and come in his pants when she let out a soft whimper. "God, I want you," he rasped out. He broke the kiss only long enough to breathe air into his lungs. Locke pulled him to her again. Her fingers dug into the thick muscles of his arms. "Make love to me, Seth," she breathed against his lips. Seth broke the kiss and held her face gently in his hands. "Are you sure, Locke?" "Yes." Seth picked her up and cradled her against his chest. Their lips met in another fiery kiss. He made his way to the bedroom and placed her on the king-sized bed. Seth broke the kiss and began to remove his uniform shirt and tie. Locke watched nervously as Seth undressed himself and slowly pulled her own shirt up over her head. She heard Seth groan and crossed her arms in front of herself while she glanced up at him. "What's wrong?"

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"This." Seth trailed a finger along the curve of one breast. Locke wore a red lace bra that barely contained her assets. "If the panties match, I'm a goner. Red is my favorite color." "They match." She scooted off the bed and unsnapped her jeans. When she lowered the zipper to reveal the matching red lace panties, she couldn't deny the look of pure lust in Seth's eyes. She kept her gaze locked with his as she kicked off her shoes then finished removing her jeans. Seth stood before her wearing just his boxers. His eyes roamed hungrily over Locke's body, pausing on her breasts, then lower to the sexy panties she wore. Locke's gaze, glued to the obvious tent in his boxers, had gone unnoticed by Seth. He was still engrossed in drinking in the sight of her. He took a step toward her and stopped when she backed away from him. "Having second thoughts?" he asked gently. "N—no. I—I've just n—never done this before." Locke wrapped her arms around herself and sat down on the edge of the bed. She glanced up at Seth again who seemed frozen in place. "Seth? Have you changed your mind?" "God, no! I just—well—you're a virgin?" "Yes." "I don't want to hurt you, Locke." "You won't, Seth. I want this." "It will hurt the first time." He took a step closer. "I know. You aren't going to hurt me on purpose." She reached her arms out to him. "Make love to me, Seth. Be my first."

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Seth didn't think it was possible, but he felt himself harden even more at the thought of being her first. He took another step toward her and leaned over to take her lips in soft kiss. She pulled him back on the mattress. Locke held Seth close as he situated them further on the bed, then felt the heat of his hands roam her body and unclasp her bra. She blushed as he pulled it away from her breasts and tossed it to the floor. "You're beautiful." Seth had a hard time catching his breath as he gazed down at her. "You're wearing too many clothes." Locke reached for the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down. Seth stood long enough to kick his boxers off, then he was back, his big body covering hers, his throbbing shaft nestled between her legs. All that separated them was the thin material of her panties. Seth kissed Locke again, tasting her sweetness before he tore his lips away and trailed fiery hot kisses down her chest. He teased and nibbled at each taut nipple before he made his way down her belly to the top of her panties. He hooked his fingers under the lacy material and brought them down slowly. His fingers grazed her heated flesh. The smell of her arousal assailed his senses and it took everything he had not to just plunge himself into her. As he dropped her panties to the floor, he planted kisses along her legs. When he reached her inner thighs he paused. Seth placed one hand gently on her thigh then looked up into Locke's eyes. "Open for me," he whispered, smiling as she did as he asked. He planted more kisses along each thigh, then slowly pushed one finger inside her warm wet cavern. She

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tensed at the invasion of Seth's finger, but then relaxed when she realized he'd make good on his promise not to hurt her. Locke cried out when she felt Seth's tongue lap softly at the hard nub of her clit. Her hips bucked wildly and she felt pleasure unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her climax rocked through her quickly, surprising herself as well as Seth. When she felt him pull away from her and trail wet kisses back up her body, her face flushed with embarrassment. "What's wrong?" Seth lay beside her, propped up on one elbow. "I've never c—come that quickly before," Locke breathed. "Obviously you needed it." Seth leaned over to kiss her. "But—well—you haven't—" she trailed off. "Not yet, no." Seth chuckled. "But we're not done yet." Seth rolled to his other side and reached in the drawer of the table beside the bed. He pulled out a small foil packet, keeping his gaze on her as he rolled the condom over his engorged cock. "Thank you." "For what?" "For using protection. I was worried about that." "You could have stopped me at any time, Locke. I won't force you into anything you don't want." "Stop talking and fuck me." Locke blushed at her boldness. "As the lady wishes." He positioned himself over her. "This will hurt, but I will try and be gentle."

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Locke nodded and held Seth as he slowly pushed himself into her. She felt the sharp sting of pain as he tore through the thin tissue of her hymen. He stilled and allowed her to adjust to this new sensation. When Seth felt Locke's body relax, he began slow movements inside her. He pulled himself almost completely out before pushing back in. Locke moved her hips in unison with his and soon, she wrapped her legs around him to hold him closer. She felt so good around him, he wished he could feel her without the thin material of the condom. Her velvety cavern pulled on his throbbing cock, enveloping him in wet heat. He'd never felt this way with any other woman and he wondered if it was because Locke was a virgin or if there was something more between them. Locke captured Seth's lips in a heated kiss and broke away only when her orgasm began to work its way through her body. She tensed and dug her nails into his back, then closed her eyes. Locke cried out his name as she climaxed, unaware of his bliss just seconds away. Seth roared through is release, her name torn from his lips in a breathless cry of pleasure. Seth collapsed on Locke, unable to hold himself up. He pushed himself off her then rolled to his back and pulled Locke close. She rested her head on his chest and sighed in content. "That was wonderful, Seth." "Yes, it was, Locke. Thank you." "What are you thanking me for?" Locke turned to look at him. She crossed her hands over his chest and rested her chin there. "For giving me the gift of your virginity. That's a pretty big deal."

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"Well thank you for being so gentle with me." Seth lifted his head to place a gentle kiss on her lips. He couldn't believe how content he felt with Locke laying snugly against him. It felt better than anything he'd ever known. Do I really want to let Mike and Andy have a go at her?

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CHAPTER FIVE "What are you thinking?" Locke asked. "Oh, nothing. Let's try to get some sleep. I promised your mom I'd have you at your cabin early tomorrow." "I'm not sleepy." She traced a seductive line down Seth's abdomen. Her hand disappeared beneath the covers and found his flaccid member. Her grip was gentle. Seth hardened almost instantly when he felt Locke's hand wrap around his shaft. He couldn't believe that she was ready to go again so soon. "Are you sure you want more?" His voice was raspy. He felt his hips jerk in response to her soft strokes. "I've got a lot of time to make up for, Seth." Locke pulled the covers away and positioned herself between his legs. She removed the used condom, tied it then dropped it in the small wastebasket under the bedside table. She returned to her position between Seth's legs, leaned in and lapped at the clear droplets of his arousal. "Oh fuck!" Seth gasped when he felt Locke's lips wrap around his aching shaft. "Am I doing something wrong?" Locke pulled her mouth away from him. "God no. You're doing it completely right. I don't want you to feel like you have to do this, Locke." "I want to, now shut up and let me." She giggled then lowered her head to recapture Seth's throbbing erection. Locke swirled her tongue around the underside and closed her hand around the part she couldn't take in her mouth. Seth fought the urge to plunge himself deeper into her mouth. He didn't know if this was the first time she'd given oral sex and he didn't want to scare her. He fisted the

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sheets beneath him while he clung to his last bit of control. The feel of her hair fluttering against his skin was causing him to go mad with need. "Locke!" She didn't stop when he cried out her name. "Locke!" "What?" "As much as I'm enjoying what you're doing, you've got to stop before I explode down your throat." The look of disappointment on Locke's face made Seth's heart sink. "Come here." He pulled her up the length of his body. "I just wanted to return the favor." "Baby, you did return the favor already. Let's take it slow." "A little late for that, don't you think?" "You know what I mean. Just sleep." He eased her head down to rest against his shoulder. "Just sleep now, Locke." **** Seth held her in his arms until he felt her breathing deepen. When he knew she was asleep, he rolled her off him and rested her on the mattress beside him. He pulled himself out of bed, found his slacks and pulled them on, then made his way to the bathroom. "What are you doing here?" Michael asked as Seth entered the sitting room. "Jesus, Mike! You scared the shit out of me!" "Sorry." "I own this cabin if you forget. What are you doing here?"

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"I heard you went out with the hottie from the museum. Is she with you?" "None of your damn business!" "So, how was she?" Mike ignored his brother's obvious irritation. "Again, that's none of your damn business!" Seth tripped as he headed for the small bathroom. He wondered how he would get rid of Michael when he heard him chuckle as he closed the door. He knew Locke wasn't ready for anything more just yet, even though it was obvious her sexual appetite, at least for him, wasn't quite fulfilled. "Dude, you gonna share or what?" Mike asked through the door. "How about or what?" Seth replied. "So you're gonna keep that hot piece all to yourself?" "For the time being, yes." Seth yanked open the door and pushed past his brother. "She's not ready for the three Beare brothers yet." "Okay. Andy's gonna be disappointed, though." "Tough shit." "Well, at least tell me her name, bro." "Locke." "Locke?" "Yes. Locke. Her name is Locke Golding." Michael threw back his head and laughed. "You're joking right?" "No, I'm not joking. What's so funny?" "Think about it for a sec."

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Seth thought about it and realized what his brother was laughing about. "Oh I get it. Goldilocks and the Three Bears. Locke Golding and the three Beare brothers." Seth's annoyance was evident, although he did see the humor in the situation. "Yeah, funny," he said sarcastically. "You gotta admit, it is ironic." "Just shut up. Where's Andy anyway?" "Finishing up some paperwork at the museum. He should be here soon." "Well call and tell him to just go home. No one's getting their hands on Locke tonight except me." Mike threw up his hands in defeat. "All right, relax. I'll call him." "Thank you." "That doesn't mean we won't badger you incessantly about this, Seth." "I know. Locke is—um—inexperienced, Mike. I don't want to scare her off." Mike raised an eyebrow in surprise then grinned broadly at Seth. "Dude, you love her!" "I do not!" "Okay, whatever you say, but you've never refused us one of your girls before. You got it bad." Mike smiled at his brother. "I'll go and tell Andy she's off limits." "Thank you. Now go home before Locke wakes up and finds you here." "I'm going! Chill out, dude!" Seth didn't see his brother to the door. Instead, he made his way back to the bedroom and crawled back into bed beside Locke. She immediately turned on her side,

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scooted in closer to him and draped her arm across his chest. Seth wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes, hoping sleep would claim him soon. **** Locke woke to the sun shining in her eyes through the small window in the bedroom. She stretched and for a brief moment forgot where she was. The slight soreness between her legs reminded her of the night before. "Seth," she breathed as she remembered her first time, and her second, and her third. Seth couldn't seem to get enough of her but finally they both fell asleep, exhausted after their third round of lovemaking. "Good morning, beautiful." Seth stood in the doorway. "Did you sleep well?" He wore only a pair of faded blue jeans and carried a tray upon which there was juice, toast, fruit and coffee. "Not really." Her stomach growled loudly. "Someone kept waking me up during the night to have his wicked way with me." Locke didn't see the look of sadness on Seth's face as he crossed the room. Seth chuckled when he heard her stomach growl again. "Sounds like you woke up just in time. I made breakfast." He placed the tray on the bed over her legs then leaned in to give her a kiss. "I forgot to go shopping so this is all we had." "This is fine." Locke took a sip of the coffee. "Wow! This is the best coffee I've ever had." She took a bite of the toast and nibbled on a wedge of melon. "It's just your average run-of-the-mill coffee, but thanks. I do pride myself on making good coffee." He leaned in and kissed her again, then glanced at his watch. "I

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hate to be pushy, but you've gotta get to your dad's cabin by ten. Hurry up and eat then you can take a shower." "Okay." Locke ate the toast then finished her coffee while she watched Seth gather up their clothing. He folded each item and set them on a chair in the corner. He left the room and returned a few minutes later with a large terry cloth robe and towel. "There's soap and shampoo already in the shower stall. You can use this towel and robe when you're done." Seth locked eyes with her then turned and left the room. As much as he enjoyed being with Locke last night, he felt guilty. He didn't want to rush things between them and once he discovered she was a virgin, he couldn't stop himself. He plopped down at the small table in the kitchen and listened as the water began running in the bathroom. Mike and Andy will never get their chance with her. I won't allow it. Seth sighed and thought about the women whom he'd bedded in his life. None of them had Locke's innocence. None of them ever made him feel the way Locke made him feel last night. He could still feel his skin burning where she'd touched him. Those other women were more than willing to share their beds with his brothers. What did that say about him as a man? Was he so crass, so shallow as to allow that to happen over and over again? Locke was unaware of his history with women and that's how it would remain. From now on, Seth was a one-woman man. His brothers would be upset, but they'd understand. Because the more Seth thought about it, the more he knew, deep in his heart, that Michael was right. He loved Locke. He loved her with all his heart and he knew that if he gave his brothers the go ahead to bed her, she'd turn tail and run.

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"Seth?" He gazed blankly at the wall, not really aware that she stood right beside him. "Seth?" "Yeah?" "Are you all right? You look so sad. Did I do something wrong?" Seth turned to face her and felt his breath catch in his throat. Her damp blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and back and her skin absolutely glowed. Her eyes sparkled in the morning sun shining through the window. Her t-shirt clung to her body in all the right places and her low-rise jeans hugged her luscious hips and ass. He felt his heart and another part of his body swell just looking at her. "Why would you ask that?" He forced himself to look away from her. "You just look so sad. I thought maybe you were having regrets about last night." Is she reading my mind? "No regrets." Seth glanced at his watch again and saw it was nearly time for them to leave. "Are you ready to go?" Locke knew something was wrong, but couldn't quite figure out what it was. She didn't want to push and possibly ruin anything that was happening between them. She sighed when she tried to take his hand but he pulled away. "Yes, I'm ready. Let me get my purse." Seth nodded then disappeared into the bedroom to find a shirt and his shoes. He grabbed the tray he'd brought to her earlier and placed it in the kitchen sink then waited for Locke to finish putting on her shoes. "Are you sure you're all right?" She glanced up at him as he looked around the room.

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"Fine." His voice was cold, emotionless. "Fine." Locke rose to her feet and approached him. "You don't have to see me out." She pushed past him in a huff. Locke turned to see he wasn't even looking at her. She took one last glance at him as he stood on the path leading up to the cabin, then got into her car, turned the key in the ignition, slammed it into reverse then raced down the driveway. She refused to let him see her tears.

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CHAPTER SIX "Hi Daddy!" Locke called out as she entered the new fishing cabin he'd just bought. When she entered, she noted it was vastly different from Seth's single story hideaway. It was much, much more than a cabin. It had a high cathedral ceiling and there were stairs on either side leading to a balcony around three sides of the house. There were four rooms on the second level and a fifth door Locke presumed to be the bathroom. To her left was a massive fireplace which took up nearly the entire wall. Straight ahead were two sets of French doors leading out onto a deck overlooking the water. On her right was the living area with a large screen TV and state-of-the art entertainment center. In the opposite corner from the TV there was a large oak table and four chairs. There were outdoor magazines strewn across the surface of the table and at one of the places was a mug half full with coffee. There was another room beyond the living area, which Locke figured was the kitchen. She smiled when her dad appeared in the doorway then walked over to her. "Hi sweetheart. Did you have fun on your date?" Rob Golding was still in good shape for being in his early forties. His light brown hair was showing traces of gray, but he visited the gym once a week. He towered over his daughter, standing an impressive six foot five.

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"Oh—um—yeah." Locke bowed her head, hoping her father didn't see the blush rise in her cheeks. Her body still hummed with pleasure. "Seth's a great guy. You know he's got a cabin not too far from here?" Rob nodded. "Your mother told me. So how do you like it?" He stood back and stretched his arms out to his sides. His smile reflected his excitement and Locke couldn't help but feed off that excitement. "It's wonderful, Daddy, but it's way more than a fishing cabin." She stepped around her father and continued to look around. "Our whole family could live here comfortably." "Well, you know how I am about fishing. When Dean and George come up, now we won't have to sleep in George's cramped camper. It's got all the luxuries of home!" "I can see that. Has mom been here yet?" "Yeah, she came out last weekend." Her father blushed profusely at the thought of what had happened right where Locke stood. He and Maggie christened every room in the cabin. He shook his head to dispel the memory before he followed Locke into the kitchen. "How about the grand tour?" "Sure." "While we're at it, you can tell me all about your date last night. Tom mentioned that Seth had been wanting to ask you out for awhile now." "Tom?" "Thomas Beare. Seth's father. You know he's the curator at the museum?" "Yeah, but I didn't know you knew him."

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"I do. He came on one of our fishing expeditions last summer. Anyway, this is the kitchen." He paused when he heard Locke gasp. "What?" "This is amazing!" The kitchen was nearly as large as the living room, with an island in the middle. There was a sink and four burners on the island but still plenty of counter space. Two black leather and chrome bar stools were pushed up close under one end of the island. On the wall to her right was a double oven embedded in brick. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator beside the ovens and across from where she stood was a counter that ran the length of the wall—a vast array of appliances sat upon its surface. To the left was a set of sliding doors that led out onto the deck. "Wait until you see the bedrooms." Her dad pulled her out the door and up the stairs. Locke was amazed at how spacious the cabin was. This isn't a cabin, it's a house! "All the rooms basically look the same, but with different color schemes." Her father pushed open the door of the first room and stepped inside. "This one's your mom's favorite." A king-sized bed sat centered against one wall. On each side were oak night tables with a touch-sensitive lamp. A sliding door led out to a balcony overlooking the lake and a small dressing table sat in the corner opposite from where they stood. The comforter on the bed was deep red. The walls were off-white, with flowered trim at the ceiling and floor. On the wall opposite the bed was a long dresser and above that hung a small TV.

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"This is nice." Locke crossed the room, opened the sliding doors and stepped out onto the balcony. "I'm surprised you ever want to come home." "I agree, it is nice, but it doesn't have my family." Robert Golding crossed the room and joined his daughter on the balcony. "I like this place, Daddy." "I'm glad, Locke. Now what's say you and I have an early lunch, huh?" "I'd like that." Rob and Locke made their way back to the kitchen. Locke pulled lunch meats and cheeses out of the refrigerator then found some hoagie buns. After she'd found tomatoes, lettuce and onions along with mayonnaise and mustard, she made huge sandwiches for both of them. "You want a beer?" Locke placed a plate in front of her father. "No. Just a Coke is fine, sweetheart. This looks delicious." Locke returned a few minutes later with her own plate and two bottles of Coke. She took the seat beside her father. They ate in comfortable silence while listening to the sounds of nature flowing in through the open sliding glass doors. It was a warm summer day, but the breeze cooled things off nicely. "So, did you and Seth use protection?" Locke nearly choked on her sandwich. "Daddy!" "Honey, I'm not stupid. You don't spend the night with a man unless there was sex involved." "I—I'm not really comfortable talking about this with you." Locke kept her gaze fixed on her plate. She knew she was blushing profusely.

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"Okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up. I just wanted to make sure you were being careful." "Can we change the subject?" "Sure. What are your plans for the rest of the weekend?" "I don't know. Seth seemed rather distant when I left. I thought we'd go out somewhere tonight, but now I'm not so sure." "Maybe he's feeling guilty about last night." "I don't know. He seemed very affectionate this morning. He served me breakfast in bed, but then after my shower he seemed different." "Give him a call later." "I think I will. Now, can we please talk about something else?" Robert laughed. "Yes." "Thank you." "What do you think Dean and George are gonna say about this place?" "I think this place is too fancy for them." Locke grinned at her father. He'd known Dean and George since college and they were—well—less than refined. They preferred camping tents and urinating outdoors as opposed to a nice warm bed and indoor plumbing. Robert chuckled at his daughter's statement. "Very true, but like I said before, it sure beats the hell out of the three of us cramming into George's camper. Plus, I can invite more people. When we use George's camper, it can only be the three of us."

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Locke smiled at her father. She rose to her feet to find her purse when she heard her cellphone ring. Maybe it's Seth! She rushed to answer it. Not glancing at the caller ID, she flipped open the phone and answered enthusiastically. "Seth?" "No." "Oh. Hi, Mom." "Well, I'm happy to hear your voice too, Locke." Her mother chuckled. "How was your date?" "It was fine." "Just fine?" "Yeah. I really don't want to talk about it right now, Mom." "Something wrong, dear?" "No. Well, yes—I don't know." Maggie could tell there was something Locke wanted to talk about. "Okay. We'll talk when you get home. Is your father around?" "Yeah, hang on." Locke walked over to her dad and handed him the phone. She grabbed her bottle of Coke and headed out the back entrance to sit on the deck. Locke glanced out over the water and thought about Seth. They'd gotten to know each other pretty intimately the night before, but she wondered if he was as interested in her as she was in him. He seemed distant after serving her breakfast. She sat for several minutes and gazed out over the water.

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With a heavy sigh, she rose to her feet and headed back inside to talk to her dad. He was still on the phone and motioned that he'd be just another minute. Locke nodded and returned to the seat she'd vacated earlier. Rob closed the phone and handed it back to his daughter. "I know you don't want to talk about this, Locke, but your mother asked me to." He shifted in his seat, uncomfortable with what he was about to ask. Locke knew what was coming. She turned her eyes away from her father and gazed down at the table. "Did you and Seth use protection?" "Yes." "Okay." "That's it?" "For now. Your mother wanted me to ask. She said she had more questions to ask when you got home." Locke breathed a sigh of relief. She'd be uncomfortable enough talking to her mother about her sex life without her father being involved, too. "Speaking of which. Do you need me here?" "No. I'm pretty much set here if you wanna go. I just wanted you to see the place before George and Dean trashed it." Locke smiled at her father. "I'm pretty sure that won't happen. Especially since they can bring their wives along because there's plenty of room for them now." She rose to her feet then leaned over to place a kiss on his cheek. "I love you, Daddy." "I love you too, sweetheart."

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CHAPTER SEVEN Friday evening, four days later Seth stood just inside the door of his father's office as he listened to Locke talk with Andrew. "Have you seen Seth, Andrew?" "No. I haven't seen him in a few hours. Why?" "I—um—well, did he—has he said anything about me?" "Not that I recall." "Oh." Seth continued to listen as Andrew and Locke spoke. When he heard the hurt in her voice, he wanted to rush out and pull her into his arms. What am I doing? He knew if he didn't tell Locke what was going on with him soon, his brothers would make a move on her. He reflected back to the conversation he'd had with Michael the previous evening. **** "Dude, what the hell is going on with Locke?" "What do you mean, what's going on?" "Well, you spent the night together but you haven't called her since. What gives?" "I don't know, Mike. I thought I loved her, but I wonder now if I feel this way because she trusted me enough to be her first." "I heard she thinks you don't want her anymore. She thinks since the two of you've had sex, you're done with her." "Who did you hear that from?"

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"Does it matter? Dude, you gotta do something before you lose her!" "I know." Seth paced the hall. "Fuck! You don't think I know that?" "So, what are you gonna do?" "The one thing I promised wouldn't happen." Seth sighed. "You and Andy are gonna take her to the cabin." **** Seth took a deep breath, placed his hand on the doorknob and steeled himself against the tongue-lashing he was about to face. He closed his eyes as he opened the door. Silence. He opened one eye and saw that Locke and Andrew were gone. He made his way down the hall to begin his final patrol of the night. He pulled his cellphone from the clip on his belt and dialed Andrew's number. **** "Are you sure Seth's gonna be here?" Locke fidgeted on the small sofa in Seth's cabin. She watched as Andrew and Michael prepared dinner for the three of them. "Yeah. He shows up here almost every Friday after work." Andrew smiled over his shoulder at Locke. "Almost?" "Well, there was one time a couple weeks ago that he had to work late because our dad was out of town." "Oh." Locke's friend Lisa had told her about what the brothers do at this cabin. She didn't know why she agreed to come with Andrew when he invited her, but the thought of being with Seth's brothers excited her. Does that make me a slut?

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"You know why we come here every weekend, don't you, Locke?" She hadn't noticed Michael come up behind her. She tensed then relaxed when he put his hands on her shoulders from behind the sofa. He began massaging slowly, pushing his fingers beneath the low collar of her shirt. "Mmmmm—that feels nice." Her head fell forward as her body began to relax a bit more. She closed her eyes and let herself get lost in the moment. Michael's fingers and hands roamed over her shoulders and neck, soothing the tension of the past few days from her body. She was ready to fall asleep when Michael spoke again. "Locke?" "Hmmm?" "I asked you if you knew why we come up here every weekend?" "Y—Yes. My friend Lisa told me." "So you knew and you still agreed to come with us?" "I know you won't do anything I don't want you to do, Michael. Obviously, Seth doesn't want me." She felt a bit nervous talking about this with them, but she continued anyway. "I—I'm not very experienced when it comes to sex. I see this as my opportunity to make up for lost time." "Are you sure about this?" Andrew was in front of her now. Locke opened her eyes, glanced up at him and flashed a quick smile. He nor Michael were as handsome as Seth and her body didn't respond the way it did when Seth was near, but she knew they were willing to let her explore her sexual side. She also knew they wouldn't hurt her or force anything on her she didn't want to do.

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Locke sighed heavily. "Yeah. I'm sure. I can't believe I agreed to come here either, but the more I think about it, the more I'm sure it's what I want. After all, it's just sex, right?" "You know Seth's in love with you, don't you?" Michael asked as he rounded the sofa and stood beside his brother. "He's got a funny way of showing it." "He was okay with us being here with you tonight, Locke." "What?" Andrew took a seat beside her then took her hand in his. "He said he wanted to make sure of his own feelings. He wasn't sure if he truly loved you or if it was just because you allowed him to take your virginity." "So he passes me off on the two of you?" Gone was the seductive tone in her voice, replaced with her apparent anger. "No. It's not like that. We'd been pushing him to ask you out. He's had feelings for you for awhile, but it wasn't until the two of you spent the night together that he admitted to himself and to us that he loved you." "Okay, now I'm confused. He loves me, yet he's letting you two have a go at me?" "Maybe this will clear things up." Andrew pulled his cellphone from his belt and dialed his voice mail. He entered the password then handed the phone to Locke. "Hey, Andy." It was Seth's voice on the message. "Look, I know this is gonna sound weird—" Seth let out a heavy sigh. "Locke is really inexperienced when it comes

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to sex. I want you and Mike to take her to the cabin tonight. Show her a good time. Be gentle with her, please. She's a wonderful girl and I know deep down I love her—" The message beeped and Locke handed the phone back to Andrew. He held the phone to his ear then pressed another button and handed the phone back to Locke. "There's more," he said. "Okay, got cut off. Anyway, I want to give this gift to her. If she doesn't want to do anything, don't force her. If I find out either of you hurt her, there's gonna be hell to pay. Let her make all the decisions." There was a rustling of papers and a gruff male voice in the background. "Look, I gotta go, dad's on the warpath again. Take care of Locke for me, Andy. I'll talk to you later." Locke gave Andrew his phone back and stared blankly at the floor. Why would Seth do this? What kind of gift is this? "Locke? Are you all right?" "Yeah." She rose to her feet and pushed by Michael as she rushed to the bathroom. She slid down the length of the door then rested her head on her knees. Locke knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that she loved Seth. It was more than just a teenage crush. She couldn't think straight when he was around. Her palms were always clammy and she became tongue tied by just looking at him. She'd known almost immediately the first time she saw him, she wanted him to be her first. Her mother had told her Seth was probably feeling guilty for things moving so quickly between them. She said to give him time and if he cared about her at all, he'd definitely come around. Now this? she thought.

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Locke knew the minute Andrew invited her to the cabin what his intention was. For the first time in her life, Locke lied to her mother. Sure, she'd told small untruths before, but this was a bald-faced lie. She told her mother she was spending the weekend with Lisa's family at their cottage in northern Michigan. She knew her mother wouldn't call since Lisa's parents would be there and on the off-chance she did call, Lisa would immediately call Locke. Now, she was here, about to have sex with the brothers of the man she was in love with. She wondered what that looked like to them. Being with Seth felt right to her. It felt better than anything she'd ever known before. A soft knock broke her from her thoughts. Locke pushed herself to her feet then checked her face in the mirror before she opened the door. "You okay?" Michael's eyes held worry and concern. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just trying to absorb all this." Locke crossed the room and returned to her place on the sofa. "Don't look at this in a bad way, Locke. Seth never wanted to share you with us because he's in love with you. This was probably a difficult decision for him to make. We didn't push him into it though." "No, we didn't." Michael took a seat in the chair opposite them. "I talked to him yesterday and he said he wanted us to bring you here. He wanted to give you the gift of being able to explore your new found sexuality without worries. He trusted us enough to allow us to help."

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"Really?" Locke glanced up at him and for the first time since she'd arrived, she felt a little more at ease about the whole situation. Michael nodded. "Well, I guess that makes sense. If Seth trusts you—" "He does trust us." Andrew rose to his feet then took Locke's hand and brought her up with him. "We won't force you into anything you don't want and all we'll get is this one night with you." He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her lips before he turned and led her into the bedroom. Michael followed closely behind.

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CHAPTER EIGHT "Now just relax, Locke." Andrew laid her back on the mattress as Michael began to undress. She'd pulled off Andrew's shirt after they reached the room. He stood back, glanced down at her and began to remove the rest of his clothes. Locke sat up on the bed, leaned in to remove her shoes and socks, then she flinched slightly when Michael sat down on the bed beside her. He pulled her to him and pressed his lips to hers. Locke tangled her fingers in his hair then pulled him down with her as she lay back on the pillow. She felt Andrew's hands first, caressing her legs as he removed her jeans, then she felt Michael's hands as he lifted the hem of her shirt and broke the kiss long enough to bring it over her head. "Wait!" Locke pushed Michael away, then crossed her arms in front of herself. Both brothers looked at her, puzzled. "Did you change your mind?" Andrew asked in a gentle tone. He reached for his discarded jeans. "N—No." Locke chewed nervously on her lower lip. "What about dinner?" Michael chuckled. "We've got everything ready to go, but we didn't start cooking yet." Andrew joined the two of them on the bed. "Is that all you're worried about?" Both brothers were completely naked. Locke couldn't help but look from one to the other. She examined their bodies with an approving eye. But, they're not Seth. Her eyes roamed first Michael's body then Andrew's. Michael's cock was a bit smaller than Seth's. She gasped when she saw the size of Andrew's cock. Andrew's eyes followed Locke's gaze. He shifted himself on the bed when he

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saw what she was looking at. For only eighteen, he was quite well endowed. It sometimes caused panic in the women he was with. He knew Locke was wondering if this was such a good idea after all. "I won't hurt you, I promise." Andrew turned Locke's head to face him. "I know women all say they want a guy with a huge dick, but once they see mine, they get scared. Don't be scared of me, Locke." "I—I'm not. I just don't think—um—you're not gonna fit." She blushed from her hairline clear down to her toes. It was Andrew's turn to chuckle. "Yes, I will, sweetheart." Michael leaned in and planted feather light kisses along her collarbone. She tilted her head to the side to give him better access. She stiffened, then relaxed when she felt Andrew release the clasp of her bra. Locke closed her eyes and let the sensations take over. She knew it wasn't Seth's hands on her and while it didn't feel the same, she enjoyed what was happening. A small whimper escaped her lips when she felt warm wetness and a tongue lapping at her sensitive nipples. "Tell us if we're going too fast, Locke. You call all the shots." Was that Michael's voice or Andrew's? She didn't care. She kept her eyes closed while she reached out and held the one sucking at her nipples. She managed to rasp out a response, although she wasn't quite sure if it was audible. "Open your legs for me, sweetness." She knew the almost whispered command came from Michael this time. She obliged and nearly tossed Andrew off the bed when she felt Michael's tongue lap at the engorged nub of her clit.

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Her legs clamped around his head, her body tense through her release. When she relaxed, she felt him kiss his way up her body to her trembling lips. He kissed her gently, teasing the corners of her mouth with his tongue. Her arousal grew again as she tasted herself on him. Locke finally opened her eyes to see Michael smiling down at her. He was propped up on his elbows, his brown eyes were heavily lidded and nearly black. She gasped when she felt him press into her and immediately her brain went on alert. "Condom!" she cried. "Relax, Locke. We always use condoms." Michael moved his hips slowly. He kept his gaze fixed on hers then felt her begin to move with him. This was nothing like it was with Seth. Locke could feel him inside her, but something just wasn't right. He didn't fit her the way Seth did. She didn't want to insult Michael or hurt his feelings so she moved her hips with his, trying to find her own pleasure. **** Andrew had left the room until Michael was finished. He didn't want to scare Locke so he decided to let Michael have her first, then he'd have his turn. When she was ready, of course. He wore just his boxers as he sat on the sofa and listened to the sounds coming from the bedroom. I can see why Seth loves her. She's an amazingly sensual woman. "God! Locke, baby! Come with me!" Andrew heard Michael shout from the other room. He chuckled and shook his head. His twin was always loud in bed.

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After a few more shouts of pleasure from his brother, the cabin fell silent. He laid his head back on the sofa, closed his eyes and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. "Dude, why'd you leave?" Michael sauntered from the bedroom with a satisfied look upon his face. "Because I think both of us together was too much for Locke. I didn't want to scare her." "Well, she's a hot piece, bro. Get it while the gettin's good." "Did you ever figure she might not be ready for me?" "You backin' out, dude?" "I didn't say that, Mike. Remember what Seth said? Locke is inexperienced. I don't want her to be scared off." Andrew stood to face his brother. "Besides, didn't it feel wrong to fuck someone Seth really cares about?" Michael slumped down onto the couch. "Yeah, I guess so, but I thought this was what we wanted." "I thought it was too, but the more I thought about it, the more wrong it felt." Andrew turned and headed into the bedroom. He'd anticipated being with Locke, but after he'd given it some thought, he felt she wasn't ready and it wasn't right since he knew Seth loved her. "Locke?" She was turned on her side, her back facing the door. "Hmmm?" "I'm sorry." Andrew sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to caress her hair.

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"For what?" She held the sheet to herself. "I never should have brought you here, even though Seth told us it was okay." "Oh, Andrew, that's sweet. I knew why you were bringing me here, though. I wanted this. I've got a lot of lost time to make up for. Most girls my age have had very active sex lives for quite a few years now." "You're only eighteen, Locke." "You don't know some of my friends." She chuckled, then shifted in the bed so she was lying on her back. "I'm sure you'll have plenty of opportunities to make up for lost time with Seth." "Don't you want me now?" "God, yes, Locke! I do want you, but I just don't feel right about this. Aren't you worried about what people will say?" "Not really. I know you guys are discreet. People know about you because of the women you've been with, not because you go bragging around town." "Who told you all this?" "Do you remember Lisa Taylor?" Andrew thought a moment, then smiled, recalling the saucy redhead they'd been with the previous summer. That particular weekend, it was only Michael and Andrew. Seth was worried he'd get in trouble because Lisa was still only seventeen at the time. "Yeah, I remember her. Is she a friend of yours?" "Yes." "Then you know I'll stop if I'm doing something you don't like, right?"

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"Yes. You've said that about a million times already." Locke pushed herself up on the bed. The sheet she held pooled at her waist. Her firm breasts and taut nipples were bare to Andrew's gaze. Andrew had to swallow past the lump in his throat. Locke was probably one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen. "So tell me something, Andrew." "What?" "You gonna sit there staring at me all night or are you gonna fuck me?"

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CHAPTER NINE "Wait. Do you mean that?" Andrew couldn't tear his eyes from hers. Don't fall for her, idiot. She's Seth's girl. "Yes, I mean it!" Locke laid back on the pillow. She pulled the sheet further away and held her arms out to him. Andrew positioned himself over her. He captured her lips in a heated kiss, then cradled himself between her legs. He felt her flinch when his erection rubbed against her, only the thin material of his boxers separated them. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" Locke reached into the drawer of the bedside table, pulled out a small foil package and handed it to him. She watched as he climbed off the bed then dropped his boxers to his ankles. He kicked them to the side, then opened the foil packet and rolled the condom over his straining erection. "Now, I'm ready." She grabbed his hands and pulled him down on the bed. Fuck me, Andrew." Andrew felt his heartbeat increase at her words. He'd always adored her from afar when she visited the museum. He cursed himself now for not making a move before Seth did, but he knew he didn't stand a chance when he saw the way she looked at Seth. Andrew held himself up on his elbows then captured Locke's lips in another fiery kiss. He wanted to preserve his one night with her in his memory forever. She teased the corners of his mouth with her tongue, smiling against his lips when he opened for

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her. He broke the kiss and trailed kisses along her jaw line to her neck, then down to her chest. He nibbled and suckled at her nipples when she arched into him. Inch by slow inch, he pushed his long, thick member into her tight opening. Locke tensed at the invasion, then relaxed as he continued to push himself into her. When he was buried to the hilt, he began slow movements with his hips, pulling nearly all the way out, then plunging back in. "So tight," he breathed. He stretched her wide. Locke felt the invasion immediately and Andrew worried that he'd hurt her. He was surprisingly gentle, as if this was more than just a shared coupling with his older brother's lover. She looked into his eyes before closing her own. She didn't want to acknowledge what she'd seen there beyond lust. Locke wrapped her legs around Andrew to hold him to her. She hadn't reached her peak with Michael and her body was screaming for release. She faked her orgasm for him, not wanting to hurt his male ego, but now, here with Andrew, she hoped she'd find the pleasure she'd been needing. He's not Seth though. No one feels as good as Seth. She felt every movement of Andrew inside her, not the same way she'd felt it with Seth, but she felt it nonetheless. His body was trembling, she could tell he was close to release. Andrew lowered his head and captured another nipple in his mouth, laving at the taut bud, mimicking the movement of his hips. His body tensed and Locke felt him bury his face in her neck while he came. She felt a flutter of pleasure, but was still unfulfilled. Not wanting to hurt Andrew's feelings

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either, she tensed her body and clenched her muscles around him, making him think she'd reached her own peak. Andrew's body fell limp on top of her, his ragged breath tickling her neck. She wrapped her arms around him and held him close for a moment, then he pushed himself off her and rolled to his back. She turned and rested her head on his shoulder. "You didn't come did you?" Andrew knew she'd faked her orgasm. He wrapped an arm around her and held her to his side. Locke sighed. "No, I'm sorry, Andrew." "Don't be sorry, Locke. I never should have brought you here." "I feel bad that neither you nor Michael were able to make me come. I guess I'm new to all this." "No. You're perfectly normal. Your body obviously doesn't respond to someone you don't have feelings for." "But I should have felt something, Andrew. You and Michael both are experienced lovers, even at your age." "We're not gods, Locke. We know when women don't reach climax. We can't please all of them." She turned to look at him. "You're not angry or hurt?" "God, no, sweetheart! This just proves beyond the shadow of a doubt that you're body only responds to the person you love." "Can I ask you something personal?" "Sure." He kissed the top of her head, then released her when she turned to lie on her back.

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"Do you think I'm good in bed?" "You're fucking fantastic, Locke." "Do you think Seth knew this would happen?" "I don't know. I really don't know. He didn't sound in the best frame of mind when he told me to bring you here." "I love him, you know." "I know, Locke. He loves you too." "I think I'm gonna take a shower. Then we can have dinner and you can take me home." "Didn't you tell your parents you were spending the weekend with Lisa?" Locke had completely forgotten about that. She rose to her feet, pulled the comforter from the bed and wrapped it around herself. She couldn't go home until at least Sunday. What am I gonna do? Andrew saw the panic in her eyes. "Go take your shower. Mike and I will finish getting dinner ready then we'll talk." "Okay." Locke gathered her clothes and hurried from the bedroom. She dropped the comforter in the corner of the small bathroom, then reached into the shower stall to turn on the water. She let it run for a few minutes before she stepped in and closed the door behind her. She grabbed the soap off the ledge, brought it to her nose and inhaled deeply. It smelled like Seth! She lathered her hands and washed her body, then reached for the small bottle of shampoo and quickly washed her hair. Locke felt the steamy water cascade down her body. When a stream of water ran between her legs, she gasped. Her body was still screaming for release. She pulled the

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shower head from its holder on the wall, turned the setting to a light massage and held it between her legs. The water pulsed gently against her sensitive nub and she felt her hips begin to rock with the pleasurable sensations. With her free hand, she reached down and pushed two fingers inside herself. She leaned against the wall for support as her orgasm consumed her. She closed her eyes and imagined Seth there with her, his fingers replacing hers. She whimpered his name as she came. Her body trembled as she came down from the high of her release. She cleaned herself up then hung the shower head back in its holder. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower and didn't notice the male figure standing in the doorway. She gasped and dropped the towel when she turned around and her eyes met his. "That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever witnessed." Seth stood with his arms folded and watched as Locke blushed from her hairline to her toes.

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CHAPTER TEN Once Locke was over her initial shock of seeing Seth, she bent to grab the towel and wrapped it around herself again. She glared at him, her blue eyes swirling with anger. "So, you finally decided to show up?" "Didn't Andy tell you I'd be here?" "Yeah. He also played the message you left for him." Locke clutched her fists as her sides as she stalked toward Seth. "You told them it was okay to have sex with me! You said it was a gift." "Locke, I—" "Save it!" She took another step toward him. "Get the hell out of my way!" Seth stepped aside and watched as Locke stormed from the bathroom to the bedroom. He didn't think she'd be this angry, especially since Andrew told him that she didn't have an orgasm with either him or Michael. Wait, she still had sex with both of them! "You've got a lot of nerve being pissed at me!" Seth stood in the doorway of the bedroom, refusing to budge when Locke tried to push him out. "You had sex with Michael and Andrew!" "You encouraged it!" Locke's anger rose higher than she'd ever felt. "You told them to bring me here to have sex with me and let me explore my sexuality! Why would you do that, Seth?"

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Seth calmed himself. He knew she was right, he'd told Andrew and Michael to bring her here. He couldn't believe the jealousy he felt. He closed his eyes, then took a deep breath. "You didn't have to have sex with them. I gave them explicit instructions to let you call the shots." "You didn't answer my question." Locke stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes fixed on his. "I—I was scared." Seth tore his gaze away from he. He glanced around the room, at the floor, anywhere but at Locke. He couldn't stand the hurt he saw in her eyes. The hurt he was responsible for. "What were you scared of?" Locke took a step closer. "I was scared of how I felt about you." Seth met her gaze again. "I thought if I treated you the way I treated all the other women in my life, it would make my feelings for you easier to deal with." "If you two are gonna keep shouting, can you close the door?" Michael said from behind Seth. He backed away quickly when he saw the look in Seth's eyes. "Maybe Andy and I should go." He turned made his way into the kitchen. Seth watched as his brothers left the cabin in a rush, not bothering to clean up their dishes from dinner. He turned his attention back to Locke who'd taken another step closer. She was close enough to touch now, close enough to pull her into his arms, but he resisted. "Did you know about what goes on here?" "Yes. My friend Lisa spent a weekend with Andrew and Michael last summer. I knew what Andrew's intentions were the moment he brought me here."

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"Why did you have sex with them if you didn't want to?" "I had sex with them because I didn't think you wanted me anymore! I thought maybe there was something wrong with me. Then Andrew played that voice message you left. My heart broke when I heard you tell him it was okay. Do you know what that does to a woman, Seth? To know the man she loves is willing to give her to his brothers without a second thought?" Seth turned to leave, then realized what she'd said. "Wait. Did you just say you love me?" Locke closed the gap between them, her breasts gently touching his chest. She cupped his cheek in her hand and stood on her tip toes to place a tender kiss on his lips. "Yes. I love you, Seth." "Say it again." He smiled against her lips, then wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer. "I love you, Seth." "I love you too, Locke." Seth picked her up and cradled her against his chest. He took the few steps toward the bed and laid her down on the mattress. Locke pushed him away, but held his gaze as uncertainty crept through her. "We still need to talk about why you gave me to Andrew and Michael, Seth." "I told you why. I didn't want to confront my feelings for you. I thought by letting Mike and Andy have a go at you, it'd make things easier." "Easier?"

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"I've never been in love, Locke. It scares the hell out of me. I wake up thinking of you. I go to sleep thinking of you. I'll be doing my patrols at the museum, listening to little kids screaming and crying for their mothers and all I can think of is you." "So how does it make it easier?" "I wasn't sure if what I felt was love or honor. You gave your virginity to me. That's a huge thing, Locke. Most men would just add another notch to their belt, but not me. I've never been with a virgin before. I was worried I'd rushed things between us and I didn't want you to think I just wanted sex." "I guess I understand, but I'm still hurt that you would do something like that, Seth. I do want to explore my sexuality, but not with anyone other than you. I felt used when I had sex with your brothers." Seth sat on the edge of the bed and took Locke's hand in his. He gazed into her eyes and saw the love she felt for him. I'm a world-class schmuck! "Can you ever forgive me?" "I can, on one condition." "Which is?" "You never, ever do anything that stupid again." "Deal!" Seth leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

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EPILOGUE Seth and Locke spent the weekend at the cabin. He was more than willing to allow Locke to do as she pleased with his body. She made up for lost time and Seth worried, if only for a moment, he'd released a sexual monster in his new girlfriend. She brought him to heights of pleasure he didn't think were possible. Sunday morning, after they dressed, Locke began packing up the few things she'd brought with her for the weekend. Seth had left the room to make breakfast, leaving Locke alone with her thoughts. She chuckled when she made the comparison to her favorite childhood fairy tale, Goldilocks and the Three Bears, and the events that had transpired over the last few days. Andrew was too big. Michael was too small. Locke pulled the strap of her duffel bag over her shoulder and headed out of the room. She dropped her bag by the door then joined Seth in the kitchen. But Seth, she sighed. Seth was— He pulled her into his arms and held her close, then placed a kiss on the top of her head. "I love you." His voice was soft, barely a whisper, but Locke heard it as if he'd shouted it from the highest rooftop. She couldn't help but notice how well their bodies fit together, as if they were made only for each other. "I love you too, Seth." Locke finished her thought from earlier: Seth was definitely just right!

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The End

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ABOUT VIVIAN VINCENT Ms. Vincent was born and came of age in Michigan. She has lived in several towns, but remained a resident of her home state, working in a local assembly plant for the past 14 years. Though her work in erotic fiction only started in the past couple of years, Vivian has always been a writer through works of poetry, blogging, fiction and as far back a the high school newspaper. Writing is in her blood. She holds a distinction in the erotic fiction world of being one of the authors who remains single. Her style comes from the passion, hunger and variety of always calling the shots on her own.

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THE MECHANIC By Vivian Vincent

Alexis owns an auto repair shop and Vince is her star mechanic. She’s hopelessly in love with him and finally gets her chance at happiness when Vince breaks up with his long-time girlfriend and stays late for work one evening. But once Monday morning rolls around, Vince gets a call from his ex and Alexis is suddenly torn between doing the right thing by just letting him go, or letting her heart decide what to do.

Warning: This title contains graphic language and sex.

Excerpt From THE MECHANIC: Alexis had always gotten surprise looks from customers when they saw that she was actually the owner of Perry’s Auto Repair. She was never much to conform to what a woman should do—she’d worked on cars practically her whole life and it was a dream

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of hers to eventually end up owning her own repair shop. Her dad started teaching her about cars when she was ten and she loved it so much, she even helped her brothers whenever their cars broke down. She took shop in high school and went on to get a job at the local car dealership, getting in the required two years of schooling in order to maintain the job. After her parents died, she’d moved from Chicago to Detroit. She had some friends who lived near Detroit, and they let her stay until she got on her feet. Once the settlement of her parents’ estate was final, she took her share of her inheritance and opened her own repair shop at the age of thirty-five, fulfilling the dream she’d had since high school. Earning trust and loyalty from her customers, her business thrived within just a few months, requiring her to hire a couple more mechanics to help ease the workload. Her best mechanic, Vince, had literally stumbled into her place. He was walking past her shop one day on a cold, snowy morning, slipped on a patch of ice right into her arms as she was coming out to sprinkle rock salt on the sidewalk, almost knocking her down to the cement. He saw the help wanted sign in the window, discovering his destination. When Vince found out she was the owner, he apologized profusely, hoping it wouldn’t ruin his chances of finally landing a job after months of searching. It didn’t of course—she hired him practically on the spot, instantly smitten.

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