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It Adds UP For Mary (MFM)
Hardwick Bay
By: Morgan Henry
Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M
When accountant Mary Winsor winds up in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer, she decides to audit her life. Not pleased with the outcome, she sets off to Hardwick Bay to repair relations with her sister Karen and find a new start.
Derek and Logan Murray aren’t sorry when Mary arrives just in time to help out her sister. Mary’s intelligence and determination, in addition to her curvy body, just make them want to share her all the more. Mary tries to convince them she’s not up for a relationship, but they can see right though that little lie.
Mary didn’t plan on the growing web of deceit she must weave to break free of her controlling parents and her stifling job. How will she balance the books when there’s a stalker who wants her gone from Hardwick Bay and she has an accident that may leave her blind?
STORY EXCERPT
Bit by bit, Mary gave them more information.
They heard that there was a security system going into the store, installed by Colin and Marcus, friends of the Barbers. They were retired RCMP officers who Allan and Zander had also hired to look into the break-in. Apparently Mary was somewhat intimidated by them and nicknamed them Hawk and Grumpy. Logan told her they probably should be intimidating or people would think they didn’t know their job. Derek had to suppress his laugh at her little sniff at Logan.
They also learned she was staying at Allan and Zander’s with Karen until said security system was installed. That relieved Derek’s mind a little. He had wondered where she was staying and was hoping it wasn’t here just yet. She told them that she didn’t like her job in the city and was trying to find something that suited her better. She had a cat that she loved who was currently upstairs in Karen’s apartment. She liked reading and action movies and hated cocktail parties.
That was about all they could get out of her. Mary turned out to be pretty good at steering the conversation back to Hardwick Bay or Derek and Logan. Before long they took a break for lunch. The Cottage, the local diner, had supplied enough food to feed the small army that was cleaning Karen’s store. They ditched their rubber gloves, and Derek put his hand on the small of Mary’s back, wishing he could drop it to her fine backside, guiding her to the back room where there was a full kitchen kitted out for chocolate and ice cream making. The food was laid on the big stainless steel tables.
Derek and Logan put Mary between the two of them. They made sure to serve her, loading her plate with her choice of sandwiches and pouring her a coffee. They leaned against the counter to eat. Karen’s few little tables and chairs in the store had been smashed, so there was nowhere to sit.
“Oh my! These are really good.” Mary swallowed, and Derek watched her finger wipe away the mayo from the corner of her mouth and lick it.
Oh my was right…
Those full lips looked great around her finger. They would look even better around his cock. Or Logan’s. He shouldn’t go down that train of thought right now. He shifted slightly, trying not to call attention to the aching erection starting to tent his pants.
“Gina and her men know how to feed a crowd,” observed Logan, glancing at Derek. His eyes said that he knew exactly what Derek was thinking.
Lunch was demolished quickly. The group had stood around the tables and made small talk as they ate. Derek was happy to see that Cailynn, Andrew, and Dan were there. He wanted Mary to see a ménage family in a “normal” setting, if cleaning up your sister’s busted-up store was normal.
“I guess we should get back at it.” Logan took her plate as Mary sipped at the last of her coffee.
“If you keep at the shelves, I’ll start mopping the floor and we’ll be done as much as we can in no time.” Derek cocked his head at her, inviting her opinion.
“Fine by me.” She flashed him a grin, and there was something in her eyes. He wondered what she was thinking.
“I’m done with the candy counter, major-general.” Logan voice only held a small amount of sarcasm. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll start on the ice cream counter.”
Derek gave a mock growl. “You do that, recruit.”
Mary giggled at the two of them. “Let me guess, you’re the oldest,” she said to Derek.
“Yeah,” he drawled.
“The oldest is always the organizer. Obviously, I’m the older sister.” Mary started to fill her bucket with fresh, hot water.
“What does that make me?” Logan wanted to know.
“The artistic free spirit,” Mary said immediately.
“Artistic, yes. I’m not sure about the free spirit though. Logan’s just not that flaky,” Derek observed.
“A free spirit doesn’t mean flaky,” argued Mary. “It just means that they’re not so tied to rules and the expectations of others. At least, that’s what I think of it as,” she added hastily.
“Still not sure that applies to me.” Logan reached in and picked up Mary’s bucket and put his own under the tap. “Not that it matters. We are who we are.”
“And people can’t change?” Mary asked the question with an odd intensity.
Logan looked at her thoughtfully. “No, they can change. But often I think what we see as change is more that person allowing who they really are to show.”
Derek could see Mary thinking hard about that.
Then she grinned impishly. “You’re not just another pretty face, are you?” she said, her tone light and teasing.
“Ha. She thinks I’m pretty, Derek.” Logan gave an exaggerated pose. “Too bad for you.” He grabbed his bucket and slung his arm around Mary’s waist. “Bring her bucket out, will you?” he tossed over his shoulder.
Laughing, Derek complied.
Anything for Miss Mary.