CHAPTER 84

Macie shrugged.

“Do you know why I’m here?”

“No.”

“Carter called me in a panic yesterday. He’s never done that. So, I changed my schedule, flew in, expecting to hear he’s dying or something. But no. He sits me down, tells me about you, how crazy he is about you, and then he asks me…shit. I need another beer.” He snagged one out of the cooler and drank.

Impatiently, she demanded, “He asked you what, Jack?”

Jack locked his gaze to hers. “He asked me to be the third player in a threesome with you and him.”

All the blood drained from Macie’s face. “Omigod. Why would he do that?”

“He said you have some fantasy about being with two guys at one time, or two cowboys or some ménage thing. Anyway, he wanted to give you that fantasy, and he asked me here because, well, to be blunt again, he and I have done this type of thing before—granted, it was a couple of years ago. But the bottom line is he asked me because he trusts me. And he trusts me with you. Which says a whole helluva lot to me, about