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Mateo sliced up the lime and gave each of us a beer to go along with the frozen drinks, then settled onto the couch on the other side of Alyssa. We started the movie again.

“I like the other Alien movies, too,” Mateo said. “The ones that came before. What is the word?”

“The prequels?” I asked.

“Yes, prequels. Prometheus, and Covenant.”

Alyssa snorted. “Liam says they’re not worth watching.”

“Really? I thought they were quite good,” Mateo said.

“We will have to disagree there, bud.”

“I am sad for our friendship to end over such an important thing,” he replied. All three of us laughed.

“I’ll be the neutral judge,” Alyssa offered. “I plan on binging all the movies while I’m in Clearwater.”

“We will eagerly await your judgment.”

Alien 3 had plenty of humor mixed in with the suspense and action, and the three of us were soon laughing and making jokes while we watched. We finished our drinks—both the frozen ones and the beer—and got refills, along with another bag of popcorn. Mateo had seemed uncomfortable when he first arrived, but was now relaxed and having a good time with us.

I’m glad he doesn’t feel like a third wheel. Even if that’s sort of what he is.

An hour into the movie, Alyssa cuddled up with me. Then she rested her head against my arm. Mateo was still on the other side of her, sitting politely and nibbling on popcorn. My assumption was that Alyssa and I would hook up when the movie was over and he left. Maybe that was a good thing—we would actually finish the movie this time. And delaying what we both wanted heightened my desire for her. Drew it out like a non-sensual form of foreplay.

Then she pulled her feet off the ground to curl up on the couch more. She rested her head in my lap… and she slid her feet up against Mateo’s thigh.

I glanced at him, and he looked back at me. Did she know what she was doing, or was she drunker than we thought?

Soon after, she tucked her toes under his thigh. Mateo glanced at me again, then asked, “Do you like your feet rubbed?”

“I’ve never had a foot massage,” she admitted. “At least, not one worth remembering.”

Mateo lifted her feet and placed them in his lap. He worked his fingers into them, driving his thumbs up against her arches. Alyssa sighed happily in my lap.

“That feels so good. My toes are sore from pacing around the store. I was on my feet all day.”

With her head resting in my lap, there was no way for me to hide my growing hard-on. Something about this situation was incredibly sexy. That surprised me. I’d never imagined sharing a woman before, but now the idea of a threesome intrigued me.

Is that what we’re building towards? A threesome?

I shared another look with Mateo. He was my closest friend, aside from Jack. I trusted him completely. In fact, I literally trusted him with my life every time we went out on a call. But did that mean we could do this together?

Mateo gave me the tiniest little smile. I guess there was my answer.

If that’s what Alyssa is hinting at, I thought, then I’m willing to see what happens.

24

Mateo

I was not an impulsive man.

That was the biggest problem with Jack. He was the kind of man who would remove his shirt and jump off a cliff into a lake without knowing how deep the water was. Or, more specifically to our job, he’d rush into a burning building before verifying that it was structurally sound. He had done exactly that the night before, requiring my help to escape.

Liam and I were the ones who were more careful, giving a situation a good long think before acting. I was intentional with my behavior, doing my best to counter the Latin fire stereotype that plagued men with my heritage.

Yet the way Alyssa had invited me to stay sparked a curious interest inside of me. She was quite nice, and very attractive. Painfully so. I had thought about her several times since our photography session. The way she rubbed sunscreen on my back without hesitation, and rummaged through my closet to find the right outfit. She was fearless, and confident, and seemed to know exactly what she wanted.

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