Tessa Fox

How often was it that two madly successful brothers wanted to sleep with a nobody like me? They worshipped my mom-bod when my own husband couldn't. 
They fought with each other to make me theirs. And all of this unleashed passion that no couple nor even a pornstar could reach - over a Christmas getaway. 
Sometimes, working as a tour guide comes with its own 'troubles', I guess! 

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My body was on fire. The young blood, who claimed to be a singer of some sort, had his hand on the small of my back. 
Sex with Raphael was anything but exciting. No foreplay, no kissing and no cuddling after boring sex.
But with this young, charming man named DYLAN, I felt excitement even before I guided him to my room. I quickly realized he was right next door - Dylan was my tour neighbor. 
Dylan looked at someone and winked at them before closing the door. That was weird. But I was too dazed to realize it. 
Dylan turned back to me, his piercing eyes gazing down at me. My body was tingling.
One look and I could see the man's toned body under his soft, spandex white tee. I bit my lip, accidentally directing the hormonal male's attention to my plump, pink lips. 
"Are those rose petals...?" Dylan asked, biting his own lip. The sound that he made immediately after made my thighs clench. It sounded like the sexiest groan of a frustrated man!
What was that?

Christmas Secrets and the Brothers' Bet

　　I knew something was up with her since the moment our tour had started. I was aware that she was married, and I'd heard rumors about her getting separated. I had my trustworthy sources.


　　But when I watched her walk out of the room with the phone clutched in her hand so tight, that it made her knuckles go white, I knew it was a personal issue.


　　She wanted her privacy, and I respected that. But since I've confessed my feelings and she did too, my logical brain wanted to check out the situation with her. I wanted to know what was going on and maybe offer comfort and support if necessary.


　　"She's got a husband, right?" Dylan, slumped on the couch had asked.


　　"That's what I heard, too, but I can't be too sure," I said, leaving room for a change of information.


　　My eyes widened when Scarlett's loud voice echoed from the hallway. The door was slightly ajar, and noises and light from the hallway entered her room.


CHAPTER 38: Knights In Shining Armor