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“I did, and I thought we’d talk about it when I got back from the road. Discussing it with her made me see I was being thickheaded about it. But you’ve practically ghosted me since I’ve been home.”
“Because I did feel used. Not because you let them take pictures of us, but because you weren’t up-front with me,” I say. “Did you know about this?”
“Not until today when he finally told me,” Damian says.
“Honesty, Zander. Remember? We all promised that.”
“I know we did, and I meant it. I’ve never had a relationship before,” he reminds me. “I’m going to flub it from time to time, but I am trying.”
I study him for a few moments. This isn’t only new for him, it’s not as if I’ve spent much time in serious relationships, either. The men I’ve dated never felt long term to me. They never caused me to think about futures or families. Not the way Zander and Damian do. Maybe that’s why this entire thing was hurtful at all. Because I care about Zander enough that it gives him the power to hurt me. That is very new for me.
“You’re shaking,” he says, clasping my fingers in his and rubbing them between his palms. “I’m sorry, Willa.”
“I don’t have the experience either, but this only works if we’re in it together.”
“We are,” he reassures me.
“The two of you need more time together,” Damian suggests.
“I agree,” I say, knowing he’s right. There’s something missing between Zander and me. “Maybe we don’t know each other as well as we think.”
“You don’t think I know you?” Hurt flashes across his face, and I instantly feel bad.
“We’re not as in tune with each other. It’s why I thought you’d be upset that Damian and I had sex. He knew better, but I couldn’t believe it. Our history has been buffered by Isla, and now him.”
“Okay, I can see that,” he says, rubbing a hand through his hair, making it deliciously messy. The physical aspect isn’t what’s missing, obviously. I heat up just by looking at the man. “So, we spend a little more time together. Just the two of us.”
“Until you and I feel as strong as you and Damian do. Or Damian and I do,” I say.
“I hate that we’re the weak link here,” he says, his brow crinkling with discomfort. He pulls me on his lap and wraps his arms around me. “I’m sorry.”
“You’re forgiven. We’ll fix it, big guy.”
“Can I kiss you?”
“Yes, please.”
His warm palm lands on my cheek. It’s a comforting and protective action that I love. If they always kissed me this way, I’d never complain. Zander’s mouth starts slowly and tentatively. It’s not until I wrap my own hand around his neck that he allows the kiss to deepen. When I open a bit more, he tastes me with his tongue and a pleasurable sigh escapes me.
“I know sex doesn’t fix anything,” he says when he pulls away. “But I’d be happy to help make it up to you in orgasms.”
“How many do you think it will take?”
“As many as it takes for my mouth and cock to shine from you.”
Oh. Yes, please.
16
Zander
Willa drives me mad. The attraction was always there, sure. It’s more now, though. How she opens up and softens for me sets me to a new high.
I don’t know if I can ever get enough.
They’re both right, though. She shouldn’t have doubts about me. That’s my fault. I’ve kept her at a distance for so long. Willa’s only asking that I be as willing with her as she’s been with us. She should feel cherished and protected, especially since she came into an already, somewhat established relationship. I’ve already failed her, and it guts me to know it.
Kissing her again, I start to unbutton her sexy bowling romper. Her ass cheeks practically fell out of it each time she threw a strike. Teasing me all night long with both how hot she looked in the outfit and how hot it was to be schooled by her at bowling.
