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Daring Proposal
by Jeanne St. James
Dare Ménage Book Three
Since losing her husband years ago in a tragic accident, Eve Sanders hasn’t dated. Her husband’s death proved life is short, so why waste time denying her unfulfilled desires. Eve desires two men, but not just any two. Both happen to be former Super Bowl champions and best friends.

When both men participate in a Celebrity Date Night charity event, Eve’s determined to not only be the winning bidder for the retired NFL quarterback Lawrence “Long Arm” Landis, but also Cole Dixon, his former Boston Bulldog’s teammate. However, Ren not only has a problem with another man dating the same woman, but he definitely isn’t planning on sharing her in the same bed. Even if it’s with his best friend.

Openly bi-sexual, Cole is sexually attracted to Ren and has secretly wanted him for years. He’s never acted upon it, assuming Ren wouldn’t want to be with another man. Eve’s daring proposal gives Cole hope his dream with Ren will come true.

Being with two men is one of Eve’s fantasies, but never in her life has she been so bold. Not only is she nervous about proposing something so daring to the two men, but will both be willing?

Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance
Content/Theme(s): Ménage, M/M/F, Football, Bisexuality, Interracial, Sports
Release Date: January 3, 2017
Publisher: Loose Id

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Eve moved around the kitchen as if she belonged there. While Cole was in the shower, she cut up the fresh vegetables she found in his crisper bin. He requested a veggie and cheese omelet, with a side of turkey bacon, and lots and lots of coffee. His words, not hers.

The smell of brewing coffee swirled around her as she found the pans and utensils she needed to make him breakfast.

She wore nothing but one of his pale pink button-down collared shirts. It was haphazardly buttoned and the sleeves were rolled up to her elbows since his shirt was way too big for her. She hadn’t even bothered to look for her panties. She wasn’t sure where they ended up.

The morning sunlight lit up the penthouse enough that she hadn’t even had to turn on any lights. The skyline was as stunning in the early morning hours as it had been last night.

As she worked in the kitchen, she noticed there were traces of his football career around the condo. Front and center was an enormous photo of Cole and Ren holding the Super Bowl trophy together over their heads, a look of pure joy on their faces. Colorful confetti rained down around them as they both celebrated the biggest win of their lives.

The elevator dinged and the doors whooshed open, revealing one of the subjects in the photo. Eve’s heart stopped.

Was Cole expecting Ren? Did Ren have the security card for Cole’s penthouse?

She felt like a rabbit caught in a snare when Ren looked up and spotted her.

“What the fuck?”

Shit.

A small part of her wanted to run into the bedroom and slam the door shut. But that was just ridiculous. Wasn’t it?

Eve was still weighing her options, when Ren walked toward her with a weird look on his face. And by weird she was thinking it was a combination of surprise and anger, mixed with a little disappointment.

“What the fuck!”

Didn’t he just say that? Eve simply gave him a crooked smile and tried to swallow the lump in her throat.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Luckily, before she could answer, Cole came out of the bedroom, wearing loose cotton pants and tying the draw-string at his waist while he walked.

Cole, ignoring the thunderous look on Ren’s face, said, “Hey, bro,” as if Ren normally walked into his condo at any given time.

And maybe he did. But this morning wasn’t the best timing for Eve.

Ren shook his head, closed his gaped mouth, and asked, “Tell me you’re having a breakfast date.”

Eve quickly turned her back on him and busied herself by grabbing the butter, eggs, and milk out of the fridge.

As she turned to place the food on the counter, she practically bumped chests with Ren. He was that close. His tension engulfed her.

He looked her up and down and she could feel the heat in his gaze. She didn’t think it was from desire at that moment. He glanced over his broad shoulder at Cole. “Is that your shirt she’s wearing?”

Cole shrugged and poured himself a cup of coffee. “Coffee?” he offered Ren.

“You’re kidding me, right?”

Ren wasn’t talking about coffee either.

He plopped down on one of the bar stools on the other side of the kitchen bar. He threw his car keys on the counter and the loud clatter made Eve start.

“Dude, Eve’s making breakfast. Let her make something for you.”

Eve finally found her voice, “Yes, let me make breakfast for both of you.”

Ren turned his head from Cole to pin her with his gaze.

“You know, Dix, I did not expect this.”

“Me neither,” Cole answered honestly.

“I actually came over to tell you that I was interested in seeing her again.” His gaze never left Eve’s face. She schooled herself to keep the surprise off her face.

“You couldn’t call?” Cole joked, but it ended up sounding a little flat.

“I’m sorry,” Eve told Ren.

Ren shook his head. “No reason to be sorry.”

“But if it’s any consolation, I would like to see you again too.” She wanted to cringe at her own words. But if it’s any consolation, Ren, I really want to see both you and your best friend. Feel better now?

The sudden silence was so great Eve could hear the butter melting in the fry pan. Both men just stared at her as if she’d grown two heads. She didn’t blame them.

“Really,” Ren said.

She started cracking eggs into a bowl, avoiding direct eye contact and keeping her hands busy. “Yes. Why not?”

The men looked at each other, then back at her.

Cole cleared his throat. “So, uh, you want another date with Renny?”

“Not only Renny, as you call him, but with you too. I had a great time last night.”

Ren snorted. “It sure looks like you did.”

Cole gave him a wide grin. Eve worried that Ren was still a bit too volatile for Cole to be pushing his buttons.

“I did. And I had a great time with you the other night too. I’d love to see you both.” She whipped the eggs and milk together, still not meeting their gaze. “I mean, if you both don’t mind.”

Once again the silence was deafening. She was afraid to look.

If they rejected the idea of her dating them both, her plan would never work. It was better to know now, wasn’t it?

Cole set a cup of steaming coffee next to her. “Creamer?”

She nodded her head and he poured some into her mug and stirred it for her. She peeked up at him. His face was as blank as he could keep it.

“Sugar?”

Ren let out a frustrated sound. “Cole, damn it, you’re such a dick.”

He looked at Ren in surprise. “Why? Because the thought of her seeing both of us doesn’t bother me?”

“Yes! No!” He groaned. “Fuck! I don’t know.”

“Who cares? Just wear a fucking condom.”

“Just wear a fucking condom,” Ren repeated. He shook his head. “Just that simple then?”

“Yeah, why the fuck not?”

“We have never dated, or even slept with, the same woman.”

Cole gave him a direct look. “So?”

“Cole, grab some plates, please?”

He did what Eve asked, setting them next to the stove. She turned to Ren. “Bacon?”

“Is it that shitty turkey bacon he buys?”

Eve laughed, breaking the tension in the room. “Yes.”

“What man eats turkey bacon?”

“Me,” Cole answered and shoved a piece into this mouth right from the pan.

“You’re such a pussy.”

“Eve, was I a pussy last night?” Cole asked her.

Eve gave him a sideways look. “I made scrambled eggs with veggies and cheese instead of omelets since there are three of us.”

“It better not be that tofu cheese,” Ren told him.

“No, I threw that shit out. That was nasty.”

Both men laughed and Eve relaxed a bit.
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