“And I want to know what part of me was a raccoon? Because I’m a little scared now,” I tease.
“Fuck I don’t know,” Ice says. He throws an arm over his face and laughs, but I don’t miss the blush on his cheeks.
I gesture to Ana to come back to bed, and she moves forward without any hesitation.
“Morning, Button,” I rasp, pulling her into my arms.
“You got in late,” she says.
“Yeah, I tried to be back as soon as I could; but shit took longer than I thought it would,” I tell her.
“It’s okay. I liked waking up with you and Ice in bed with me. Best night sleep I have had in a long time,” she admits.
“Me too,” Ice chimes in.
“Fucking rights. I didn’t sleep for long, but it was a good deep sleep and I know it’s because you both were in here,” I tell them.
“Well, I don’t know when I’ll be ready for more, but I would like it if you two wanted to sleep in here every night,” she says, avoiding eye contact with us.
“I’d be fucking glad to,” I tell her. Ice nods in agreement.
“You can’t take it back now. I’ll be here every night that I’m not working or on a run,” Ice says.
“That’s good. The bed won’t feel so empty now,” she whispers.
Fuck, maybe everything is moving in the right direction.
Chapter Eleven
Maverick “Viking”
Maybe everything isn’t headed in the right direction because Ana is still being weird.
She’s not telling me something; I can tell.
The past few days, she has been avoiding eye contact with me and, while Ice and I are in her bed, she has only kissed us lightly. Ice also has been giving her a look that makes her get this guilty expression on her face.
What if they want to be with each other and leave me out of it? I know Ice would never treat her the way that I had for years.
Maybe I have been replaced, and they don’t know how to tell me.
I’m pacing the living room since Ana left to go somewhere and Ice is in the shower, but I can’t stop my mind from panicking.
I can’t lose them.
“What’s going on?” Ice asks a few minutes later while I’m still pacing back and forth.
“You guys don’t want me to be a part of this relationship anymore, right? That’s why there’s all the secrets and keeping it only to light pecks; because you don’t know how to let me down that you two only want each other,” I blurt out.
Ice looks at me with wide eyes and shakes his head. “Fuck, no that’s not it,” he says as he rushes towards me.
“My wife barely looks at me, and you look at her like she has got to talk to me. That’s the only thing I can fucking think of,” I snap.
Ice tries to grab me, but I pull away from him and step back. He looks hurt by my actions but what the fuck am I supposed to think?
“Viking,” he says, and his voice cracks.
“Then why all the secrets?” I plead.
