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“The rest is history,” Connor explained.

“And…we like it.” Jack dared to step closer, almost entreating him. “A lot.”

Of course they did, but now where the hell did he take this conversation?

“We’ll get back to that in a minute. This Emily I…met today, do you love her?”

“Love? Hell, no.” Connor blinked. “We just met her this afternoon at work. She had lunch with her mom, and her table was in my station. I flirted. She flirted back. Jack caught her before she left the place and got her number. We called when our shift ended and…”

Thank God. If they’d been in love with her, Seth didn’t know what advice he would have given them except to hang on to their hearts because they were probably destined to crash and burn. At least now he might be able to provide some words of wisdom, providing they listened.

“You two are clearly having a blast banging babes together, but have either of you stopped to think about your future?”

Their matching blank stares told him they hadn’t strained a single brain cell on tomorrow, let alone beyond. He wasn’t surprised.

“One day you’re both going to want to settle down, get married, and raise a family. How do you think that’s going to work?”

Connor reared back, his face looking like he’d sucked a lemon. “I’m not interested in that, at least not anytime soon.”

“Yeah, bro. It’s a no from me, too.” Jack nodded.

Seth strained for patience. “You don’t get it. The more time you spend carving notches in your bedposts together, the less you’ll really know yourselves. And the fewer skills you’ll have in making long-term commitments. Relationships don’t just happen. You have to work at them every day. All the time. Keeping love and passion alive takes work and dedication. You have to want it and mean it. But once you get there, it’s amazing.”

“And all that sounds great…but sharing is amazing, too,” Jack countered.

I know. Lord, do I know.

“Right now, we’re just having fun. When we decide we want all the forever stuff, we’ll go our separate ways and each find a girl,” Connor said.

“Okay, but you’re not going to do that with girls like Emily.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? She’s not a whore.”

“I never said she was,” Seth assured. “I’m saying she was doing you both for a thrill, not an emotional connection.”

“So?” Jack shrugged defiantly. “That’s all we wanted.”

“For now. But when you’re ready to settle down, you won’t find forever with a girl you’ve been passing between you.”

Well, you might. But finding one as rare as Heavenly and Raine will be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

“Hey, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” Connor backed up his twin.

“Exactly,” Jack piped up. “If you had any idea how awesome it feels to share a woman, you wouldn’t be saying any of this shit.”

“Is that what you think?” Seth tried not to laugh. “I’ve shared women.”

The twins gaped, then turned to one another in shock.

“When? Where?” Connor frowned like the obvious question was just now hitting him. “And with who?”

“None of your business, but I’ve done lots of things that would shock you, even kinky things. I used to be a member of a BDSM club when I lived in New York. I used to think of it as my kinky home away from home.”

“Club Graffiti? Yeah. We know.” Connor nodded enthusiastically. “We’re members, too.”

That stopped Seth cold. Shit, is it genetic?

“Then you two should be well aware that the lifestyle isn’t about sharing your cocks with a woman but sharing your trust, honesty, and heart with one. That’s how you build your lives, separately, with a like-minded woman who shares your desires and—”

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