Chapter 66
Ben’s clothes were tangled up in with theirs. She assumed he was staying the night.
In the kitchen, she finally helped herself to that mug of hot tea she’d been thinking about on the drive home. By the time she drank down the last drop, her eyes were getting harder and harder to keep open and her whole body wanted to crawl beneath the covers of her bed. A warmth spread throughout her—partly from the tea, but mostly from an afterglow still lingering after all the rigorous attentions Johnny and Ben had bestowed upon her. They’d have to work out the specifics in the morning, of course, but she couldn’t imagine ever settling for just one of them again, not now. She wanted both.
She’d keepthem both.