17
CATHERINE
By the time we got to Jack’s ranch, I was on fire. It could have been the rush of adrenaline and the heady elation at seeing Sam and Jack at the airport that had me be so bold, but no. It was that they’d been right all along. Yes, they were demanding and bossy as hell, but I needed it. Wanted it. I wanted them. So when I tugged off my panties and held them out for them, it was a sign, albeit a very naughty one, that I was giving myself to them. To let them know I was submitting to them. I wanted to be between them, the rest of the world slipping away. No, going commando wasn’t going to make my problems go away, but it was a reminder that I had Jack and Sam. I wasn’t alone any more.
When Jack turned off his truck in front of his house, I was vibrating with pent up emotions.
