her furnace barely ran, thanks to living in a middle floor apartment.
Still, she shouldn’t be this warm. She smiled at the thought that she must be dreaming of a tropical getaway. “Okay, where are the cabana boys.”
“There’s no cabana boys here, but there are a couple of men who are anxious for ye tae open your eyes, lass.”
Tabatha sat up, opened her eyes and screamed. She was in a bed with two men. No wonder she was so warm!
“How did I get here?” she asked, holding the sheet up to her chin. She wasn’t naked, but she might as well have been, wearing nothing but a huge t-shirt that must have belonged to one of the buff giants on either side of her.
“We brought ye here, lass,” the blond said.
Wasn’t his name Roddy?
Tabitha frowned at him. “Is your name Roddy?” She barely got the words out as her gaze shifted from his beautiful blue eyes, to his smile and farther down to his bare chest and washboard abs.
“Aye, his name is Roddy and I’m Ewan.”
With a squeak, Tabitha turned to stare at Ewan. Even the bright light of the bedside lamp that Roddy turned on didn’t detract from the man’s dark good looks. His light gray eyes stood out in his tanned face framed by hair black as midnight. She couldn’t help but stare at his broad shoulders, hair covered chest that tapered down to his washboard abs and the treasure trail that disappeared beneath the blankets.
That thin trail of hair made her want to see what he hid under the covers, but she didn’t dare ask. She didn’t know these men and she was in a bed between them.
“What happened? Why am I here? I don’t even know you.”
“We brought ye here because we dinnae trust anyone at that bar we found ye at tae see that ye made it home safely. Since we dinnae know where ye lived, we brought ye tae our place.”
Roddy gave her a look that could have melted the ice on the sidewalk in front of her apartment building.
“We didnae take advantage of ye, lass. I swear.”
“I don’t know why, but I believe you.” Maybe it was because she wasn’t sore anywhere but her face. She reached up to touch her cheek with a grimace.
“If it makes ye feel any better, the blighter that did that tae ye looks ten times worse by now.” Roddy grinned. “Ewan bruised him up a bit and I broke his nose.”
“It probably shouldn’t make me feel any better.” Tabitha grinned. “But it does.” She looked around, trying to find a way out of the bed that didn’t require her to crawl over her companions. The only one that did required her to put her butt in their faces, and she wasn’t willing to do that, either. “Um…”
“What is it, little one?”
“Little one?” She laughed. “No one calls me little one . I’m anything but little.” At a size eighteen, she was large, possibly even extra large.
“You’re little tae us.” Roddy smiled at her as he leaned close. “As a matter of fact, I didnae strain a bit carrying you from that loo out tae our truck. Ye felt like next tae nothing in my arms—a feather.”
“Ha!” She covered her mouth before another bark of laughter escaped. “I’m sorry. It’s just that no one has called me little one or light as a feather since I was about ten.” That was when she’d started to get heavy.
“Well, tae someone our size, ye are a wee little slip of a lass,” Ewan said from her other side, only confirming that she needed to get out of here as quickly as possible. These two were as crazy as loons. Both of them.
Still, she couldn’t deny that their comments made her feel good. How often did people tell her she was small? Not very often, that was for sure. However, Tabitha knew she couldn’t let that sway her decision to leave these two as fast as possible. The fact that she was in bed with them when she didn’t know them or they her, was enough to convince her she needed to leave—no matter how much something inside her wanted to stay.
“I really should be getting home.” She licked