Free April, Dani - Superstar (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Dani April

get frostbite out here where there isn’t going to be any medical help, it would be real serious,” he admonished her.
    “I guess I didn’t think about that.” She looked down at her feet and winced in pain as he brought more blood into them with his fingers.
    Ethan whistled over to his brother. “Hey, Brad, go out there and boil up two really warm pans of water!” Then he turned back to Chrissie. “Take off your pants,” he ordered her.
    “What?”
    “You’re going to need to take these off,” he held up the leg of her jeans. “Come on, I won’t look. Anyway, that sweatshirt you’re wearing is as long as a dress on you.”
    “Ow!” she cried out as he brought more blood flowing into her sore feet. “Ethan, that really hurts!”
    “I’m sorry. Just hold still and take your pants off.”
    She shrugged and decided she trusted him enough to do whatever he told her. She undid the cinch around her waist and reached up under her shirt and unbuttoned and then unzipped the jeans. Hiking up first one knee and then the other, she pulled down the pants and threw them aside. As she took the rough material over her calves and ankles, more pain shot through her nerves.
    She quickly brought her sweatshirt down past her knees and noticed that Ethan had a wicked smile curving his mouth. “What’s the matter? Haven’t you ever seen a woman’s legs before?”
    “I’ve seen plenty of legs. But I must say you have a nice pair.”
    “Everybody tells me that…” Chrissie sighed as he went back to rubbing her feet.
    “I was just smiling because it seems I always find a way to get a woman’s pants off her.”
    “Sounds like you’re proud of that.”
    “Everybody’s got a skill.” He laughed and ran his palms along the bottom of her feet.
    “Ethan, that still hurts,” she squealed.
    “Relax. That’s a good sign. If it didn’t hurt you, I’d be really worried along about now.”
    Brad brought out the pans of water and set them down in front of her. “I’m going to lend you my snow boots, Chrissie,” he told her. “So when you go out tomorrow, this won’t happen again.”
    She reached up and took his hand in hers as Ethan picked up her feet and gently set them down into the warm water of the pans. “You guys are all so good to me,” she told them. “I don’t know what I would have done if I hadn’t met you.”
    “Believe me, Chrissie, the pleasure is entirely ours.” Brad cupped her hand with his other one and smiled down at her, a kind and sexy smile all at the same time. “When we started the drive up here, none of us would have believed that we’d end up spending time with a girl up here, certainly not one as special as you.”
    “Now that’s really starting to hurt, Ethan,” she called down to him.
    She tried to remove her feet, but he wouldn’t let her, holding them down beneath the warmth of the water in his strong hands, making her feel small in his grasp. Also, there was that other feeling she had been getting from all the guys, that of being protected and cared for in a way that she had never known until this moment.
    “Coward,” Ethan taunted her. “Keep your feet in there, or I’ll cut them off.”
    She laughed and squealed. “You big bully!” she yelled at him. “Help me out here Brad. Your brother is murdering my feet.”
    Brad kneeled down behind her, still holding her hand. She used him as a backrest, leaning back into the muscle of his body. Ethan’s hands were working wonders on her feet beneath the water, reviving the feeling in them and massaging away the pain. Before she even knew what she was doing she had pulled Brad’s arms around her shoulders.
    “God this feels really good…” Her voice was almost sleepy as the guys met her every need. “If you all do this for me every day, I’m going to see to it that I get frostbite every time I go outside.”
    “Now we’d have to ground you if you did something like that,” Ethan told her in his stern voice.
    Scott