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“What are we doing?” he asks a few minutes later. His head is pressed into my chest so the words are a bit muffled. I let go and he sits up a little, dragging his hands through his hair.
“You looked like you needed a hug,” I say.
Raleigh gives me a look.
“You were on your way to freaking out,” I say, leaning back into the couch and looking up at the ceiling. He opens his mouth to object, but stops when I give him a look.
“Fine,” he huffs. Raleigh lets himself fall back onto the couch, his pose a mirror image of mine. “Just a guess, you’ve done this before.”
“A time or two.”
Raleigh snorts. It’s a snide but playful sound and it makes me want to tackle him. So I do.
Raleigh’s flat on his back on the couch before he knows what hit him, looking more addled than ever.
“Brat,” I say without heat. His cheeks warm, though, and my pulse picks up again. At nearly thirty years old there’s no reason this arrangement, this man, should have me feeling like I’m discovering sex for the first time.
Callie’s face darts through my mind, and with the knowledge that she’s likely to be arriving any moment, I realize this is new. What I have with them… it feels new because it is new.
Raleigh looks up where I’ve pinned his hands over his head on the couch cushion, then back to my crotch and the sizable erection tenting my trousers. I hadn’t meant to rub his face in it, but some of us haven’t come yet this evening. He swallows hard.
“Do you want me to…” His voice trails off and I smother a laugh.
“Yes,” I say immediately. “However you want to finish that question, the answer is probably yes. But Callie will be here soon. And you and I should probably talk before moving on to other things.”
“Other things,” Raleigh repeats. He’s still staring at my cock. I pull back, lifting my hands off his wrists and my hips off of his torso. Raleigh looks up in surprise.
“You have no idea how tempting you are,” I say, moving back to my side of the couch, adjusting my dick so I’m less likely to maim myself if I sit up straight. Raleigh smirks.
“Talk to me, Raleigh,” I say, making it a request instead of an order this time. “What do you want from me?”
He arches a brow and I laugh.
“Besides the obvious,” I concede. “Although we should probably talk about your limits there, too.”
That throws him, the heat in his cheeks cresting once more.
“It’s not just you,” he says, eyes fixed on the floor between his feet.
“You want Callie, too,” I say.
“Yeah.” Raleigh shoves his hands into his hair again. “I want both of you. It’s all tangled up together in my head.”
“We’re on the same page,” I say. “I want both of you, too.”
“You and Callie, though,” he starts, then hesitates. I wait him out this time. A long moment later, he says, “You guys have history.”
“We do.”
“A history that has nothing to do with me,” he says.
“Maybe not before,” I say. “It certainly includes you now.”
He looks up.
“It’s not like Callahan would have picked up any guy in the bar that night, Raleigh,” I say. He snorts.
“You mean, it’s not like you’d have let her pick up just any guy.”
