about the sharing in Clifford Arbor. Especially having grown up with two dad’s and one mum. Everyday he’d seen the love shining brightly between all of his parents. When he’d walked into Emily’s home tonight he hadn’t been disgusted by what he’d seen. If anything he’d seen the beauty of the love shining brightly between the three. Emily had never been told about the private life of the Clifford Arbor residents. Chase couldn’t recall when the sharing first started but the quiet town people respected other people’s business. They protected their own from outsiders. Lawrence and himself shared women. The joy of seeing a woman lose control and give herself over to extreme pleasure was one of the most satisfying feelings in the world. “Have you and Lawrence shared a woman?” she asked. Fuck. Being part of a threesome may have been one of the most amazing experiences of his life but when faced with that question by the woman he cared about. He wished he’d kept his dick in his pants. “Don’t ask me that,” he begged. Saying the words out loud would make it harder for her to understand. “I’ve already got my answer,” she said and got to her feet. Chase watched her storm off up the sand bank and head toward his truck. “Shit. Emily,” he called. She kept on walking and didn’t bother to look back. He stared out along the dark scenery and cursed his stupid words. A part of him had known he should’ve come clean straight away. “Emily,” he shouted but she continued walking. Chase caught up with her as she was about to pass his truck. He grabbed her round the waist and hauled her against his truck. “What the fuck are you doing? Planning on walking on home?” he snapped. “I don’t know. I can’t go home. How can I face them?” she demanded. Her hot little body pressed against his, tempting him in more ways than one. “Regardless of what you think. Your parents do care for you. They always have and always will.” “It’s alright for you. You’ve known about this alter ego of Clifford Arbor for years by the sounds of it. I’ve never known. Never even thought about it. How can I go home? Face two men and my mother?” Chase cupped her cheeks and tilted her face up to look at him. Her beautiful eyes begged and pleaded with him for help. He saw it written in her depths but he couldn’t help her. He brushed a thumb along the curve of her cheek. His heart filled with the need to help her anyway he can. “You’ve got, Lawrence,” she whispered. “And I’ve got no one.” His heart broke. Emily clearly didn’t understand. For years he watched his best friend and the girl he loved become friends. He watched the chemistry and the spark of attraction clearly shining between them. Emily didn’t even know he existed. In her mind, Chase had simply been Lawrence’s rebel friend. He had a bad attitude and even worse he had tattoo’s. In his mind as long as he could be in her company, he’d been happy. Now was his time. No more standing on the sidelines or waiting for something to happen. Tonight he could make Emily his own. He could finally know if the fire within him was as bad as he first thought. “You’ve got me,” he said seconds before his lips consumed hers. Emily was soft and sweet beneath his much larger body. She let out a moan and his heart soared when she instantly began to respond. Her hands wrapped around his body and he felt her nails sink into the flesh on his back. He wore a loose shirt and each touch was the same as against bare naked flesh. His fingers sunk into the hair at her nape and he twisted the entire length, wrapping her hair around his fist. She gasped and the move opened her lips wider for him to sink his tongue inside her warm heat. She tasted of strawberries and the faintest hint of alcohol. Only when he heard, the distant echo of a dog barking, only then did he pull back with reluctance. “Please, don’t leave me,” she