Free One Wicked Night by Kelly Jamieson Page A

dragged air into them and there was no way he could resist touching her, her silky hair, the soft skin of her cheek and jaw, his thumb trailing over her velvety bottom lip.
    Their eyes met and held in a stretched-out connection.
    She didn’t move away from his touch, although she was sitting with both her hands captured by his and Nick’s, sandwiched between them, but she wasn’t trying to get away, and he let his hand drift to her shoulder.
    “You’re so sweet, Kaelin,” he said hoarsely. “You put the whole wedding together for Avery. You bailed out Scott. Even my mom loves you.”
    A tiny huff of laughter escaped her at that.
    Tyler looked at Nick, who also gazed at Kaelin’s face with a look of admiration and yes, hunger.
    Nick wanted her too.
    As if sensing Tyler’s gaze on him, Nick looked away from Kaelin, and his and Tyler’s gazes locked. Unspoken questions passed between them.
    Tyler closed his eyes. It was futile to even let ideas like that tease the edges of his mind. Kaelin was a good girl, the best kind of good girl, sweet and innocent and no doubt as vanilla as soft-serve ice cream. He’d had to take drastic measures the last time he’d started having outrageous, inappropriate thoughts like that about her, and this could be no different.
    “What’s wrong?” she whispered, big brown eyes focused on him when he opened his.
    His mouth twisted. “Nothing.” He lifted the hand he still held and kissed her fingers. Her pupils went wide, eyes dark as she watched him. Hell. “You’re just so nice, Kaelin. Such a good girl.”
    She went very still, sitting there on the couch between him and Nick.
    “Really,” he continued. “Brent seemed like a nice guy too. You’d make a good couple.”
    “Oh for Chrissakes!” The words exploded out of her mouth and she yanked her hands out of their grip. “I’m not that nice!”
    And she grabbed Tyler’s head, yanked him toward her and kissed him hard.
    Too stunned to even kiss her back, his head reeled as she shoved him away, but that was nothing compared to the bolt of lightning that struck him when she turned to Nick, grabbed him and kissed him too.

Chapter Six
     
    Kaelin dragged air into her lungs, her heart racing, her skin hot. Pressure inside her made her feel as if she was going to explode, burst right out of her skin. She was so goddamn sick of hearing what a good girl she was.
    “I’m not that good,” she said, panting as she looked from Nick to Tyler. Their faces wore identical expressions of shocked arousal. She knew they were attracted to her. Of course, she knew! She’d known from the moment she walked into the Wirth home yesterday and their eyes had met. She’d known ten years ago.
    Ten years ago she’d had fantasies about Nick and Tyler that she’d admitted to no one, barely even to herself. After that day she’d seen them naked together with another girl, those fantasies had taken on a new life, become even wilder. Where before she’d had dreams of being with them one at a time, after that she had shocking, wicked dreams of being with them both. At the same time. Fantasies she’d never in a million years act on, because…dear lord, they were bad, so bad, and she was a good girl.
    She was sick of being a good girl. Sick of being the dutiful daughter who looked after her poor brain-injured dad, who gave up her dreams to come home and care for him when her mom died, who volunteered to work at charity events, who organized a wedding for her best friend, who did everything for everyone else and never for herself.
    She wanted so much to be bad, just once, just one incredible wild time, to see what it felt like, to know if that’s what was missing from her life.
    And what could be badder than a threesome with two sexy guys?
    “Kaelin,” Tyler’s voice rasped. “What the hell.”
    She slid her arm around his neck and pulled him to her again, kissed him again, and this time he kissed her back, his mouth so hot and delicious, opening