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by SL Majors
Description: Well, it is for a good cause, Micah Collins tells herself. Queen and Country and all that, even if her suggestion is a bit over the top... Micah offers big money for the local military fundraiser if she can purchase the services of two of England's finest soldiers. And who could be better than devilishly handsome captain Trent Williams and sexy-as-sin captain Clayton Blackwell to help her get rid of the pesky problem of her virginity? Since it's just for the weekend, Clayton and Trent, mates since university, agree to the unknown woman's odd request, not realising they'll all get a lot more than they bargained for... Reader Advisory: This story was released as part of the Camouflaged Hearts Anthology by Total-E-Bound
eBook Publisher: Total-e-bound, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: October 2009
15 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [65 KB]
Reading time: 32-45 min.
"Absolutely not." Captain Trent Williams's fingers formed a death-grip around the pint of beer on the table in front of him. Jaynie, his younger sister's best friend, could beg and cajole all night long. But he wasn't budging. "I am not fucking a woman I've never met. No matter how long I've been in the desert." Or how horny he was. He had morals and scruples to go along with his hard dick.
"It's only for two days," Jaynie shouted above the noise.
Clayton, his mate since university, hid his laugh by taking a deep swig from the amber liquid in his mug. What the hell was a best friend for, anyway, if not to laugh his ass off when his mate was faced with female disaster?
It was no accident that she'd invited him and Clayton to a public place that served up loud, throbbing music, cocktail waitresses in short, short skirts, and lots and lots of beer. Get him liquored up, that would be Jaynie's plan, and then move in for the kill.
She batted her baby blues hopefully. "Please, Trent? It's for a good cause. Promise."
"It's always for a good cause. Last time it was posing for a calendar with a puppy."
"And we raised a mint for the dog shelter."
Unfortunately for her and this week's charity, he was wiser than he'd been last time he was home. And he'd made sure not to drink more than a pint.
"Sorry, love. You'll have to find some other bloke."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Blokes." She repeated. "The lady in question specifically requested you..." Jaynie had the good grace to flush with embarrassment before glancing at the table. "And Clayton."
Trent looked at his comrade.
"Wait. Both of us?" Clayton asked.
"She doesn't just want me? She wants..." Trent trailed off, snapping his mouth shut. Jaynie was a harebrained mastermind, but this? She might as well have dropped an IED in the middle of the room.
"Yes. And she's willing to pay for it. Uh, for you. Willing to pay for both of you. Handsomely, I might add." She smiled sunnily, her embarrassment apparently forgotten. "Did I mention it's for a good cause?"
"Jesus, Jaynie," Clayton said. Beer sloshed over the rim of his glass. "Trent's right. You're out of your mind."
"Not so funny now, is it, mate?"