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STONE
I’d given up the idea of a private night with Charis for many reasons. Her child, like mine, will always come first and because Jett has been needy for me, as she’s mentioned Meadow has, I reasoned it was only right.
Then there’s the newness of it all, when I mentioned what I really wanted with these two in passing. I have this need to establish the three of us together—when we’re finally together. I have no intention of abstaining from sex in the future if it’s just Charis and me. I certainly don’t expect Teach to keep his hands off the Greek Goddess if it’s just the two of them, but for now, our foundation needs to be established. And fuck, it will take a lot of talking. I don’t mind talking, but I love actions a lot more.
I’ve dropped Jett off at his best mate’s house an hour ago. It gives me enough time to work on the masala sauce for the duck I’ve been cooking all day. When given the choice of duck, veal, or lamb, both chose duck. It was a win-win with me.
And I decreed that just because we were staying in didn’t mean it wasn’t a fancy affair. I told them both to dress up in what Americans call their Sunday best. But I stressed more emphasis on the sexy Sunday best, and not formal proper church clothes.
I’ve turned Ed Sheeran on, my favorite singer on this planet, and am humming to the tune when the doorbell rings. My rice pilaf is done, and I’ve babied it like a proud papa.
Turning off the heat, as both the side and sauce are complete, I give my immaculate kitchen a once-over. Yeah, everything is put up. And all I have to do is set out the food.
Pulling back the door, I make a mental note of who is more punctual, and with Teach being sometimes what others would call tighter than a spring, I place a bet with myself that it’s him.
I’m surprised with both standing near one another, and with my eyes moving from Charis to Gibson, breath is dispelled from my lungs.
“Holy shit, you two.” It’s all I can get out. Charis is wearing an emerald green form-fitting spaghetti strap dress that sits right above the knee. And her legs, which aren’t super long, are accentuated with three-inch heels in the same color. Then there’s Teach. He’s in a three-piece suit, a charcoal gray with a red tie. “I can’t…”
“I think we’ve broken the good doctor.” This smart-arse comment spills from the ruby red lips of Charis. And fuck, can I imagine her painting my cock with that color as I ride her face.
“Come in.” I move from blocking the doorway, giving them access to my life. It’s what I want—this house to be theirs. Fuck, I’m not attached to the house. I’d start over with them. Space for us, space for our kids, and future kids we could have together, if everyone was down with it. The thought excites me a little more than it should at this point.
I forget Charis has never been to my house, as she takes in the grand foyer of my home.
“Wow, Stone. This is beautiful, and it’s just you and Jett?”
“Yeah, it’s me and my mini me.”
Gibson leans in to kiss me, swirling back to Charis. “And he really is Stone’s doppelganger. The things this kid says that has me cracking up, knowing he’s so much like his dad.”
I’ve not greeted Charis yet, and honestly, we’ve not been as intimate as I’ve been with Gibson, or he has been with her. But it doesn’t stop me from covering her lips with mine and giving Gibson a show. And he certainly is watching because his groan beside me can be heard.
“Should I take a seat with some popcorn?” he jests and talk about a smart-arse.
I lead both into my kitchen, and again, Charis has comments and questions over a kitchen that happens to be larger than most people’s starter homes. “Does this kitchen have its own zip code?” she asks, walking to the back part of it where more cabinets sit, and when my love thinks she’s done, she opens up a door that leads to the butler pantry and another that houses more storage for it, and it happens to be bigger than most kids’ bedrooms.
“I love to cook, and I want room to spread out.” She walks into the baking part of the kitchen that houses its own double oven, a second dishwasher, and an industrial sink, all stainless steel. But it doesn’t take her long to sidle up next to Teach, who’s sitting at the large island with a glass of wine and one waiting for her, too.
“I love this house, Stone. You did a great job with it, and I’ve only seen two rooms.”
“Yeah, well, hold onto your knickers, love, there’s so much more to see.” I exchange a look with Gibson, ready to amend my statement. “Scratch that, love. We need those knickers to find their way off of your body.”
With that, the air is light between us, and it’s all it takes for any awkwardness to fade, and to just be the three of us.
* * *
“I’m stuffed, Doc.”Gibson throws his cloth napkin on the dining room table, leaning back in his chair. The meal is really just an hors d’oeuvre for what I have planned. Sure, I told them no sex tonight, and I mean it, but we sure as hell can have fun.
Charis stands to clear her plate, grabbing for mine and Gibson’s. I snake my hand around her before she can snatch it and pull her in my lap. “These can wait, and believe me, if anyone can say dirty dishes can wait and be okay with it, it’s me, love.”
“But, I can’t concentrate…”
“Come on, let’s retire to the living room and take our wine with us.” I won’t take no for an answer, bringing her through the pocket doors from the closed dining room that both leads to the foyer and the kitchen. With her fingers interlaced with mine, they both follow me through it and into the living room, Gibson always so keen to follow my lead.
“You live in a museum,” Charis starts, spinning around and staring at the coffered ceiling above me. With the deep cherry finish and the matching bookshelves sans a television, this room gets very little action. It’s mainly here for show. “Remind me never to bring Meadow to your home. Between that beautiful table, this living room set, and the beautiful knickknacks, she’ll find it a challenge to destroy it in ten minutes but probably do it in five.”
This has me thinking of my future and if either person in front of me would even be comfortable in my house.
