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“Yeah.” I turn to look out the window and huff out a small laugh. “We’re goners.”

“I’m okay with that.”

“Same.”

We finally pull into the parking lot of Olivia’s apartment, and before Griff even cuts the engine, I’m out of the car and striding over to where my Pixie girl is standing, waiting for us.

I swoop in and grab her with my good arm, lifting her clear off the ground and spinning her around.

“Put me down!” she cries, swatting at my uninjured shoulder. “You’re injured, you big dummy.”

I grin and peck a kiss to her lips. “It’s all good, Pixie. I got you.”

“Stop showing off,” Griff grumbles as he walks up to us. “And listen to the woman. She told you to put her down.”

I do, but with a sigh. “Fine. You’re right, consent matters.” I wink at Olivia, and she rolls her eyes back at me, but she’s smiling, also. “Let’s go inside and say hi to the meathead before we celebrate.”

“What are we celebrating?” Olivia asks as she unlocks the front door. Griff snags it and holds it open for us, leaving me free to grab her hand in mine as we head for the elevator.

“Your lichen discovery, of course, and fact that we’re here, alive and together. I think all of that warrants a celebration, don’t you?”

She laughs and we step into the elevator. “Sounds like a lot to celebrate. How do you want to do that?”

I crowd in close, boxing her against the wall of the elevator. I catalogue every reaction. The way her eyes widen, her cheeks darken slightly, and the slight intake of breath that pushes her small breasts out, just a little. Leaning down, I kiss the side of her neck. Then, moving my lips up to her ear, I whisper, “Naked.”

Right as the elevator opens on her floor, I nip her earlobe, then step back.

She draws in a slow, shuddering breath before she steps toward me and pokes me in the chest as she walks past, turning to look over her shoulder with a wink. “I like the sound of that.”

I clutch at my chest with a groan. “You’re killing me, Pix.”

Griff shakes his head as he strides after her down the hall. “You’re ridiculous.” He reaches her before I do, stepping into the apartment right after her.

I follow them, only to have Trip sneak out and run down the hall to greet me with a bark. “Hey, buddy. How’s it going?” He flops over and shows his belly instantly. “Dude, really? Have a little decorum,” I say with a laugh.

Griff comes back out of Olivia’s apartment and drops the dog leash on the floor. “Take your new best friend out for a potty break.”

He turns on his heel, and I call after him, unable to resist the jab. “Jealous much?” His snort of laughter has me grinning as I look back down at the dog. “Alright, let’s go, bud.”

Even knowing that Griff and Olivia are getting a few moments to themselves right now, that he’s getting time with her that I won’t get, I don’t feel a shred of jealousy or annoyance. Only gratitude that we’re together, this is working, and this is how I plan on spending the rest of my life.

Loving Olivia, right alongside my best friend.

I head back inside with the dog as soon as he’s done. I might not be jealous, but I sure as shit want to join them.

Inside the apartment, all is quiet at first. I unclip Trip’s leash and fish out one of the dog bones Liv keeps for when she wants him occupied. He happily takes it over to the couch. “Mommy and your daddies are gonna be busy for a bit, bud. Be good.” I grin at my own ridiculousness, then turn to walk down the hall to the bedroom. I’m easing my arm out of the sling so I can take off my shirt when I come stumbling to a stop in the doorway.

“Oh, fuck me.”

Olivia is straddling Griff, her pussy hovering right over the lucky bastard’s face as she sucks his dick like a goddamn Blow Pop.

“That is way hotter than it should be,” I growl, prowling into the room. “Look at you, Pixie girl. Is he making you feel good?”

“Mmm,” she moans, lifting her gaze to me as she bobs up and down on Griff. She releases him with a gasp. “You’re not naked.”

I grin. “Getting there, gorgeous.” I carefully remove my shirt and replace the sling. It’s not entirely necessary, but it does remind me to be a little bit cautious, which is a good thing, seeing as the woman in front of me is fully capable of making me lose all rational thought.

The rest of my clothes come off way faster, and I take a seat in the chair tucked into a corner of Olivia’s room. “You good with me watching, Griff?” I ask as I take hold of my own hardening cock.