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and quiet as possible in the darkened living room while Griff came up the walk.
    Corey turned off the lights, and Pam took a moment to let her eyes adjust to the newfound darkness. Then she found a spot at the back of the group, preferring to remain unobtrusive. She liked Griff and they got on well, but she was sure he’d rather see his closest friends from the fire service before he saw her. With that in mind, she figured Steve and Rob would head to the front of the pack, but to her surprise, barely a moment after she’d positioned herself, Steve’s familiar brash voice intoned in her ear. “You by yourself back here, Pammy?”
    Pam bit back a groan of annoyance. Ever since the humiliating scene that had occurred as they’d arrived together, she’d been avoiding Steve and Rob. They hadn’t made it easy. They’d fetched her drinks and offered to help her with the job of laying food on the outside tables. When one or both of them weren’t hovering around her, she had the oddest feeling that she was being watched. She’d turn and catch Steve’s eye and he’d wink. Or she’d find Rob smiling at her with his easy grin.
    It was unsettling.
    “I was trying to stay out of the way,” Pam answered Steve’s query, turning a little so her back was to him.
    Right then, Rob approached her from the front. “You shouldn’t hide yourself, Pam. I like looking at you.”
    Pam was struck speechless. She peered up at the shadow of Rob’s head that she could just make out in the dark. Although she couldn’t see his expression, she’d bet he was smiling that soft smile, the one that had made her think once or twice that he was sweet on her. But Rob—Golden-god Rob—sweet on her? It was a fantasy.
    Yet the way he angled himself toward her, so his body heat set off tingles, was no fantasy. Rob was really standing that close, too close for comfort. Pam instinctively retreated a step, only to find herself pressed against a solid wall of muscle and sinew. Steve. Instead of taking a step back and allowing her some room, Steve stood his ground. He even settled a hand on her waist, as though to keep her in place.
    Rob took another step forward until she was crowded by them both. Bracketed between two warm male bodies—nowhere to run or hide. Do you want to, Pam? Ever since she’d accidentally admitted her threesome-related musings earlier, she’d been having seriously debauched thoughts involving both Rob and Steve. She’d never had fantasies about Steve before, but she was making up for that tonight. She couldn’t stop noticing, with more than the empirical interest she’d had in the past, how aggravatingly sexy he could be when he was teasing her, how great his ass looked in his fitted jeans.
    She had to face it—Steve turned her on as much as Rob.
    Pam had wanted to talk to Erica about her confusing feelings, but her friend had been busy setting up for the party. Besides, even with Erica, who she knew wouldn’t judge given her own situation, Pam was embarrassed. In the end, she figured she wouldn’t have occasion to see Rob or Steve again until the next joint social event, so all she had to do was get through the night without further making a fool of herself and she could soon forget the whole awkward business.
    A great plan, until the two objects of her wayward desires decided to press themselves against her, trapping her with their combined heat.
    Pam wriggled a little, an indication that she’d like some space. But Steve merely tightened his grip on her waist. To add to her torment, he even pressed his lips to her ear, brushing a hot breath over it that made her shiver. “You feel okay there, Pammy?”
    Her response came out as little more than a rasp. “I don’t understand.”
    She feared that was a lie. She feared she did understand all too well what Steve and Rob had planned for her.
    Confirming her suspicions, Steve whispered. “Then we’ll show you. Do it, Rob.”
    In an instant, Rob’s large hand was