The world tilted as Dax swept her into his arms and carried her. Julie snuggled against his broad, muscular chest, feeling as weak as a kitten. He murmured something into her hair and kissed her forehead gently before laying her on the bed.
Drowsily, she turned to look at her men, awed for a moment that she had men. God, they were gorgeous. In terms of the very basic features, they were as different as night and day. But they were so similar in every other way that their differences didn't matter. They were both strong and good-looking; even Shane's light features did not exclude him from the "tall, dark, and handsome" analogy. Though admittedly, Dax fit it much better. Her drowsy eyes swept their bodies leisurely until she saw them reach for the hems of their shirts. Immediately, eve
