"Everything all right?" Kylie asked as soon as Travis returned, freshly showered and smiling. When he came up behind her and placed a soft kiss against her neck, she nestled into him briefly as she stirred the chili on the stove.

"We're good."

"Yes, you are," she moaned as he continued to kiss her, heating up the kitchen more than the stove had already. "You smell good too."

"Mmmm." That was the only response she received and then Travis stepped away, pulling out plates and silverware and setting the small kitchen table like he was intimately familiar with domestic chores. Kylie wasn't sure why she found that so damn sexy, but she did. He certainly didn't seem like the type, but then again, there were plenty of things she'd learned about him lately that she never would've expected.

"Spaghetti and chili?" Gage's voice sounded over her shoulder and Kylie smiled over at him. He too was fresh from the shower, his hair wet and sticking up in all directions. A very sexy, unkempt look that made her want to run her fingers through it just like he probably had.

"Yep," she answered as he leaned over and kissed her in the same spot Travis had.

"You boys keep that up, and I'm going to put this meal on hold for a little while."

Gage laughed and pulled away, going to the refrigerator. "Holy shit, woman. How the hell did you get all of this stuff here?"

Kylie remembered how much fun she and Jessie had at the grocery store shopping for things for Gage's kitchen and his bathrooms. Travis had called her as she was exiting the toll road just outside of town and asked her to stop and get a few things to put in the fridge and possibly a couple of towels. That had been her original intention too. At least until she and Jessie walked into Walmart and realized they were in a wonderland of everything one could possibly want for their house.

After an hour, they filled two carts and were still grabbing things on their way to the checkout lane. The only thing that had stopped them from getting more was the time limit Travis had put on them. They needed to have everything unloaded and into the house before Gage got home.

At least now she wouldn't have to worry that he didn't have anything to eat or drink. She had picked up sheets and towels and bathroom necessities, loving every second of buying things for him. She went way over any sort of budget she might've set for herself, but she wasn't upset in the least. The look on his face when he walked in the door was worth it.

"Can one of you drain the spaghetti for me, please?"

Kylie twisted the burners off and took the pan of chili over to the table, setting it on a hot pad and sliding a big spoon inside. Travis was the first to the stove, emptying the water by pouring the spaghetti into a colander and then returning it to the pan like he was a regular in the kitchen. Maybe he was.

The three of them sat down, and although Gage had insisted he'd already eaten earlier, he dove right in when he realized she'd made more than enough for the three of them. She intentionally made too much so that he would eat. Kylie had a feeling he hadn't eaten enough at Kaleb's. And from the looks of it as he shoveled food in his mouth, she was right.

"Were you able to get your truck out of the ditch?" Gage asked between bites. "Wait, where is your truck?"

"Behind the house. And yes, Dad drove me over there. Ethan and Blake met us, and we pulled it out. There's some front end damage, but nothing major."

Conversation continued about what the three of them had done during the day, and Kylie didn't go into detail about her sister. She had seen how upset Travis had been with his brothers when Jessie left with them, so she didn't want to risk getting him riled up again. When they finished eating, the three of them cleaned up together. As soon as they were done, while Kylie was drying her hands, she looked at both men.

"I guess I should be going." She didn't give them a chance to say anything because she kept talking. "I'd like to start working on your house soon, and when you're ready, I've found a hotel about twenty minutes from here that's nice and "

"You're not staying in a hotel," Gage declared, his face changing from light hearted to serious in an instant. "You can stay here with me, even if you just want to stay in one of the extra bedrooms. Or you can stay with Travis."

Kylie stared back at him, building her argument in her mind, but before she could say anything, Travis moved in on her. "I don't want you in a hotel," he said softly. "I agree with Gage. You stay here with him, or you stay with me. Or better yet, we'll alternate."

Travis slid his arms around her back, and Kylie thought he was going to pull her in for a hug. He'd been a little subdued and gentle in his approach to both of them for the last hour, so when he didn't, she was surprised.

And instantly turned on.

No, Travis didn't wrap his arms around her and pull her close; instead he slid his hands beneath the hem of her shorts. Warm hands cupped her bare butt. Her thong offered absolutely no protection from the sensual abrasion, and she decided right then to throw out all other panties as soon as possible.

"But for now, I'm not interested in talking about your sleeping arrangements because I have no intention of sleeping."

Travis' mouth came down on hers, his lips soft, yet insistent and her hunger intensified. And then he pulled back, his hands disappeared from her backside and he excused himself, walking right out of the kitchen and then the back door.

Kylie looked at Gage, and he returned her confusion. What just happened?

"Oh," Travis' voice came from the small utility room, "feel free to be naked by the time I get back."

She laughed, and Gage cracked a panty melting smile.

Now that was the Travis she knew.

Tender and sweet had its merits, but Travis had exhausted all that he had in him for the day. Hell, maybe for the week. He vaulted down the back porch stairs and jogged over to his truck. He'd packed a bag at his house because he hadn't known where this night would lead and right now, he was making the decision for the three of them.

He wasn't going to let Kylie drive back to Killeen by herself, and he was too damn tired to drive her there himself. And Gage clearly didn't need to be alone, so they'd be staying together. If he had his way, this would be the first of many to come too.

Technically, it would have started last night at Kylie's house. Travis smiled. Damn, he'd been doing that a lot lately. He was sure he'd be getting a rash of shit from his brothers sometime in the near future.

By the time he got back inside the house, the downstairs was dark, which meant only one thing. He heard Kylie's sexy giggle coming from upstairs and he took the back stairs up to the second floor. All of the rooms on that floor were dark as well. Except for one.

When he walked in, Travis found Kylie flat on her back, Gage hovering above her, their mouths fused together and once again, Travis found himself the voyeur, his body hardening.

"We were waiting for you," Kylie laughed, pushing at Gage's chest as though she were actually trying to push him away.

"Don't hold off for my benefit," he told them, sitting his gym bag on the floor by the nightstand. "I don't mind catching up."

Gage smiled up at him, the dark clouds that had been looming in his eyes earlier were gone. The hard lines around his mouth from his worry had softened. He was so fucking handsome, Travis was tempted to stand there and stare at him for a while.

Except he'd done enough of that last night. And this morning. There wouldn't be any hiccups tonight. He knew exactly what he wanted, knew Kylie and Gage were both down with the idea, and he was more than ready to get his hands on them. Last night had been the introduction, and tonight was all about exploration. The connection was made, the only thing left to do was to escape from reality and get lost in one another.

The three of them seemed to do that last part well, and Travis was ready to get started.

"What are you doing?" Kylie questioned as she leaned up on one elbow, peering over the side of the bed to the floor where Travis was digging through his bag.

"I came prepared." His hand disappeared inside and then reappeared with a full box of condoms and a tube of lubrication.

"Well, if that's what we're doing, then hold on," Gage said as he jumped from the bed, padding over to the dresser in bare feet as Travis tracked him across the room. He pulled the same hide-and-seek inside his bag and pulled out...

"Holy shit," Travis exclaimed.

"My thoughts exactly." Gage turned to Kylie with a mischievous grin on his face.

"Is that...?" she asked.

"It is."

"Oh, Lord," she said with a giggle, her head falling back on the pillow.

"Where'd you get that?" Travis asked, pushing to his feet and placing the condoms and the lube on the bedside table closest to him.

"Same place I got these," Gage replied, digging in the bag once more.

When he pulled out a set of lightweight restraints, Travis nearly fell over. Having never fainted once in his entire life, he was wondering whether he might now. Staring at the toys Gage had brought, his excitement reached astronomical levels.

"Which was where?" Travis repeated.

"Kylie's nightstand. Seems our girl has a very kinky side. And I snuck them out when she wasn't looking. Not an easy task, let me tell you."

Travis' head jerked toward her, waiting for an explanation although he didn't necessarily need one. His jeans were too tight as it was, anything that came out of her mouth at this point would put him close to strangulation in the confining denim.

"Wait!" Kylie laughed, pushing up to a sitting position. "In my defense, the restraints were one of those free gifts you get when you place a big order."

"I don't give a shit how much they cost," Gage said with a devious gleam in his eye as he stalked toward the bed like a panther on the prowl. "I'm going to test them out to ensure they were worth the money."

"They were free," she laughed.

"Like I said... Irrelevant."

"Well then what are you waiting for?"

Travis' head felt like it was being held on by a rubber band, he jerked back to look at Kylie who'd just issued the most intriguing dare he'd ever heard.

Well, fuck.

No one needed to tell him twice. In less than a minute, Travis was naked and crawling on the bed with Kylie who was laughing still, rolling around and pretending to try and get away from him.

He stilled her, his body coming down atop hers as he clasped their hands together and pressed hers into the mattress above her head, effectively holding her down. "Damn, baby." They were the only words that got out before she leaned up, meeting his mouth half way and Travis came undone.

Crushing his mouth down on hers, he pressed his body into hers, letting his cock slide between her bare thighs. She was still dressed, which he vowed to rectify in just a minute, but for now he wanted to taste her sweetness. She was kissing him like she didn't have a care in the world, and he wasn't ready to relinquish her mouth at this point.

Travis heard Gage as he moved around the room. He could only assume he was putting those restraints in place, and the idea of Kylie tied to the bed ratcheted up his hunger another notch. Delving into her mouth, they explored one another as though they were making up for the years they'd lost along the way.

Travis fully intended to make up for lost time for as long as she would let him. At this point, he was thinking forever sounded pretty damn good to him, although that might just freak her out a little. Hell, it should have freaked him out.

It didn't.

His head spun from the lust this woman induced, and he closed his eyes. Shit, she was like a drug. One he'd become addicted to and after ten years of rehab, he found he still couldn't deny the need.

Kylie broke the kiss and Travis pulled back a little, a surge of adrenaline flooding his bloodstream when he saw Gage taking one of her hands and easily maneuvering the novelty restraints around her wrist. She wasn't pulling away. Quite the contrary, actually. There was a brilliant sparkle in her baby blue eyes.

"Wait," he told them, and they both abruptly turned to stare at him like he'd lost his mind.

He could assure them that he had. No doubt about it.

Only he had a reason for stopping them now, and it had nothing to do with the crazy thoughts running through his head. "I need to get her naked first."

See, no craziness in that.

Almost as quickly as he'd removed his own clothes, Travis had Kylie stripped bare, and he stared down at her, probably as shell shocked as Gage.

"When the hell did you have time to do that?" Travis blurted.

Kylie giggled again. "I told you I had an errand to run."

Yeah, well. She could run her errands anytime she wanted to if she came back to him like that. Travis caressed the smooth, bare skin between her thighs as though he'd never seen anything quite as beautiful before. At some point during the day, Kylie had gotten waxed. Bare.

"Fuck," Gage breathed.

Exactly.

Kylie's head reared back on the pillow as he continued to trail his finger over her bare skin. "Don't stop. Oh my God. It feels so good."

Travis grinned.

She didn't need to worry. He had absolutely no intentions of stopping.

Ever.

Chapter Thirty Six.

Yes, Kylie had heard that being bare down there would cause heightened sensitivity, but she never imagined it would be like this. Travis was merely grazing the tip of his finger over the freshly waxed skin, and she was about ready to lose it. Then again, maybe it was a combination of Travis touching her and the sensitivity. She had no idea, but didn't want it to stop, whatever the reason.

"Do you like that?" Travis asked as Gage reached for her wrist again.

Focusing on anything other than the gentle caress between her thighs was nearly impossible. Being restrained should've been enough to catch her attention, but when Gage had pulled out those restraints from his bag, the only thing she could think was "Yes, please." Kylie had never been tied down before. Ok, she'd never done much of anything before, so this was a learning experience for her, and she was an eager student, more than ready to learn.

Before he reached for her leg, she moved it over toward the post at the bottom of the bed, making sure he knew she was a willing participant.

"Do you, Kylie? Do you like how this feels?" Travis repeated his question and Kylie opened her eyes to look at him.

"Yes. God, yes." That was an understatement. The gentle rasp of his finger over her flesh was igniting a firestorm in her belly.

"Good," he mumbled. "Then let's see how this feels."

The bed shifted, and Travis was moving down between her thighs. Gage moved on to her other leg which spread her wide. Now she alternated between watching Gage secure her and Travis using his fingers to separate the swollen, wet folds of her sex.

It was wildly erotic.