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in a broken heart for Brad, although he seemed to be holding up well due to his constant good nature. He worked for their family’s contracting company. He was a foreman and part-time architect. He had been badly injured on a job last year and almost died. At one time they didn’t even know if he would walk again. He had just about fully recovered, and Chrissie couldn’t even tell that he had a limp, but she gathered he was still in pain at times. His fiancée had found another man while he had been convalescing, and she had broken things off.
    Ethan was the oldest of the three and definitely the darkest. He was the leader. In his whole life, he had apparently never had a serious relationship, but many women back in their hometown in Arizona seemed to flock to him. As Chrissie watched him at the dinner table, she could understand why. Ethan could never make up his mind about a single woman and frequently juggled two or three women at the same time. Somehow Chrissie didn’t think the women minded very much. Ethan had taken over management of the family business after their dad had died a couple of years before, and he had also started his own business on the side, so he must have been as busy in his professional life as he was in his personal life.
    “We’re going to watch a movie after dinner, Chrissie,” Brad announced. “You get to pick it out. We actually have a pretty decent collection of DVDs over in the cabinet.”
    “I promise I won’t pick one of mine,” Chrissie teased.
    “That’s good.” Ethan came back at her. “Because I don’t think we have any of yours.”
    Ethan was over by the sink doing the dishes. He had lost whatever game it was the brothers had played to see who got the honor. Chrissie made a face at him and ran out to pick their movie with Peaches and Cream at her feet.
    She was still not wearing her pants, but the long-sleeved sweatshirt fell to her knees, so it was very modest and it was comfortable.
    She raised her eyebrows as she flipped through the DVD collection. The guys had a hefty assortment of porn, their covers filled with naked girls in every sexual position imaginable. These weren’t Chrissie’s types of movies. She laughed at them. As she went further through the collection, she found more traditional movies.
    She looked over her shoulder, making sure the guys hadn’t noticed her brief embarrassment at their porn DVDs. They were all doing their own thing and had given her charge of the night’s entertainment. She guessed boys just were always boys no matter how big and hunky they got.
    She chose a B-grade slasher film simply because there was no one in the production who she personally knew. On all the big films, she knew either the actors, the directors, or producers, and most of them she didn’t like. The film she picked was low budget and she had never heard of any of the people in it, and even though it wasn’t that good of a movie, it was still a joy to watch a film that she could be completely detached from.
    Ethan popped a big bowl of popcorn for them. This was another violation of her trainer’s diet, and she enjoyed feeling like a devil for breaking so many rules in one day.
    Chrissie sat in the middle of the couch. On her right was Scott, and on her left was Brad. Tentatively, Brad put his arm out over the back of the couch, but he was careful not to touch her. As the movie got scarier and scarier and the body count piled up, she encouraged Brad through her gestures that it was okay if he let his arm slip over her shoulder.
    She loved the feel of having two strong men at each side of her, both attentive to her every need. As the movie got scarier, she moved over into Scott’s arms, and he cradled her protectively. When the next “jump out of your seat” scene came up, she scooted back over into Brad’s willing arms. Each man felt so warm and lovely to touch and hold.
    Ethan had seated himself on the floor, and he was soon leaning his back up against the