Free Reined In: Lone Star Lovers, Book 7 by Delilah Devlin

about the idea of doing something naughty with so many people nearby. Perhaps more thrilled with the idea of being caught. Joe and Cam had unleashed a wildness she hadn’t known she possessed.
    A live band played on a stage fashioned out of shipping pallets and plywood. Christmas lights were strung from the high ceiling of the barn. Sawhorses and plywood tables filled with punch bowls and dishes of food lined one side of the barn.
    Already, her feet tapped to the lively country tune the fiddle player scratched across his strings.
    “Wanna dance?” Joe asked.
    He and Cam moved in close, one on each side.
    The challenge in their gazes was as plain as a McGuffey’s primer to read. “I am not gonna dance with both of you,” she whispered. She aimed a glare at Joe and grabbed Cam’s hand, lifting her chin to show Joe she knew damn well she was inviting punishment.
    His teeth flashed with a quick grin. “I’ll remember that.”
    Lord, she planned on giving him a list of transgressions to address later. Her butt was still warm and tender and she wanted more…of everything they’d given her.
    “Shall we?” Cam said, taking her in his arms and swinging her out onto the hard-packed dirt floor.
    Stormy laughed. She was dressed in a tight blue tee, a short blue jean skirt, which was belted with silver conch and turquoise belt, and cowboy boots. And she looked like every other woman there. These were her people. Where she belonged.
    Cam swung her around and something caught her eye. She tripped, and Cam brought her close. Her gaze went to the corner of the dance floor and widened. Dani Standifer was dancing with Justin Cruz pressed close to her front, Rowe Ayers at her back—a spicy, dirty-dancing sandwich if ever she’d seen one.
    Cam tipped her sagging jaw. “Not polite to stare,” he said, whirling her away.
    “But—”
    “It’s their business.”
    “She married Justin…”
    “Because she could only marry one of them.”
    Her mind whirled. No one else seemed to be paying attention to the threesome. And then she spotted the Kinzie boys. All four of them, ringing Chrissi Page. She’d heard that the eldest, Ezra, had married her, but there were his brothers, all spinning her around one at a time to snuggle up close, hands resting intimately on her ass. What the hell was going on?
    Cam pulled her against his chest. “You’re thinkin’ too hard.”
    “Did you see?”
    A warm hard body pressed against her back. Joe nuzzled her ear. “See why I brought you here?”
    “This gonna turn into some kind of kinky orgy?” She huffed, but inside her belly was beginning to quiver.
    Both men laughed.
    “No, Peaches,” Joe said. “We just wanted to introduce you to friends. Folks who won’t judge you—won’t think what we’re doin’ is wrong.” He swayed to the left.
    She followed. Cam leaned as well, but her boot stepped on his.
    “We’ll need a little practice,” Cam said, chuckling.
    The music stopped and Joe pulled her toward the punch bowl table, poured her a cup from the one marked leaded and handed it to her. “Want to go outside and talk?”
    She shook her head. “I want to talk to Dani.”
    Joe studied her expression, and she wasn’t sure what he might see. Worry, yes, but the beginnings of nervous excitement too? Could a woman in this town survive the censure of her neighbors? He gave her a slow nod and waved a hand, indicating he’d take her to Dani.
    Again, she shook her head. “I know Dani. I want to talk to her alone.”
    Only Dani was standing with her sister-in-law, Katie Standifer. The redhead eyed Stormy as she walked up, bent to whisper something to Dani and then gave Stormy a smile as she moved away.
    “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
    “Saw the way you looked at us when we were dancing. Thought you might have some questions, especially given the fact you came with Cam and Joe.” Dani’s short blonde hair shifted around her cheeks as she tossed back her head. “You curious about