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Fork In The Road
Fork In The Road
Fork In The Road
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Fork In The Road

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Even a few months ago, Ella would have wrinkled her nose at the mere suggestion of a road trip, insisting she didn't do roadside motels and truck stops. Now that she's out on the road, with the man she feels like she could let herself fall in love with and the one she can't take her eyes off, she doesn't want to return to reality. It's getting so damn hard to remember the rules these days, just the three of them and the miles and miles of road ahead of them.

Fork in the Road is a bisexual MMF romance short story with no cliffhangers and an HEA.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJ. Coyne
Release dateAug 30, 2018
ISBN9780463679968
Fork In The Road
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J. Coyne

Writer of polyamorous and LGBT romance novels, with a focus on committed HEA stories and relationships. Lover of music, theater, coffee, travel, and a well-earned happy ending.

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    Fork In The Road - J. Coyne

    Fork In The Road

    j.coyne

    ©2018

    Fork in the Road is an entirely standalone short story with no cliffhanger and an HEA. It features MM, MF, and MMF themes.

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    The air conditioning is out in the truck. Again.

    The heat is getting unbearable. They've just passed a mile marker with a sign advertising fast food and motels several exits away. Ella thinks it's about as far as they're going to get today. They'd wanted to make it further—or she had, anyway. She's tired of all this Montana scenery looking the same.

    It doesn't really matter. It's not like they have a real plan or a destination, at the end. They're just driving and driving, heading nowhere, heading everywhere.

    Can you fix this? Austin asks, glancing over at Daniel in the driver's seat. I'm dying here.

    Should be able to, Daniel says. I'll have to look at it when we get in.

    Want to switch? Ella asks, nudging her shoulder against Austin's, but not letting it linger the way she normally would. It's too damn hot for that. She's got the seat by the window, so at least she's getting some air, even if it is the sticky, humid highway breeze. Austin's been in the middle for hours, so she thinks it must be worse for him.

    It's fine, he says, shaking his head. We're stopping soon, right?

    Yeah, we should eat, anyway, Daniel says. And if we get a room, I can work on the truck, he adds, shifting into the center lane as he does. Austin nods and settles back against his seat, tugging on the collar of his shirt, like he's trying to pull the heat away from his body. Ella watches his hand, seeing his flushed skin becoming more visible with the motion. She should try harder to tear her eyes off him, but lately, the rules have all started to slip away.

    Ella puts her feet up on the dash, hoping to get some air on her bare legs, flinching when her thighs stick to the interior leather as she shifts them up and away from the seat. She tugs on the bottom of her shorts, mostly trying to wick away the sweat.

    It helps, marginally. And it serves another purpose.

    She can feel both of the guys' eyes on her, on her skin, as she stretches out. Daniel's gaze is quick, flicking to the side once, lingering in the rearview mirror a second time, before going to back to the road. Austin's is longer, not nearly as well concealed.

    Not that either of them can conceal much from her anymore. She knows them far too well; she's figured out what their tells are.

    Comfortable? Austin asks her.

    That's one way to put it, Ella says, laughing lightly. Then another mile marker passes and she sighs. She'll be glad to get out of the truck, to actually stretch her legs, take a shower and eat some real food. This morning's sodas and two packets of Pop-Tarts split between the three of them had hardly filled her up.

    How are we, money-wise? Can we eat somewhere decent today? she asks Austin. She can't keep track of it all, so she never tries. It's his money, anyway, and he's better at that sort of thing, always has been.

    We can splurge on the finest meal that exit 253 has to offer, Austin says.

    I think there was a diner on the sign, Daniel puts in.

    Boy, you two sure do know how to treat a girl, Ella jokes, whistling low.

    Only the best for you, Austin smirks.

    I wouldn't stand for anything less, Ella says.

    There was a time that this all would have felt strange, that she would have been a lot more

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