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Tony started to argue. He wasn’t sure he was in love with Marcia. Not for certain. If he loved her, that meant that he needed a commitment, something more permanent than a semi-standing Friday night date and sleeping over at her place a few times a week. He needed more of her. Desperately.

Fuck.

“News to you?” Cale asked, a grin lifting his mouth. “You look awfully green all of a sudden.”

Tony rubbed his jaw and shoved it all to the back of his mind. He’d known he was damn close to falling for her to begin with. Having Cale state the obvious meant now he could face reality and whatever that entailed.

“I care about her a lot,” he said, meeting Cale’s eyes squarely. “And yeah, I’m pretty sure I want forever with her. But that doesn’t mean she’ll go for it.”

“Is that what this is all about?” Cale circled his fingers between them. “Because if you think offering her sex with another guy will tip the scale in your favor…” He grinned again. “You could be right.”

“Such an asshole.” Tony laughed. “No, that’s not it. I love you guys.” Maybe someday he’d get to the point where he could say those words to Marcia too, except in the singular. “And I trust you. We’re having a good time.” He swallowed over the unexpected tightness in his throat. “Aren’t we?”

“I am. But then again, I’m the only one who hasn’t gotten a chance to actually, you know, get off yet.” He pried out the tiny purple lace panties he’d tucked in his jeans pocket. “Think these belong to you.”

“Thanks.” Tony grabbed them and let out a long breath. “Look, if I ever start acting like a dick, call me on it.”

“No problem there, trust me.” Cale clapped him on the back. “So we good?”

“Yeah.” Tony stepped forward and gripped the doorknob. “We’re good.”

“Hey, wait.”

Tony glanced over his shoulder. “Yeah?”

“If you love her, tell her. Make it count. You know?”

Since Cale was about as likely to spout poetry as he was to give relationship advice, Tony knew he meant business. His best friend also knew better than anybody the importance of not wasting time.

“Yeah, I do. And I will.” Tony smiled and turned the knob. “C’mon. Marcia hates to wait.”

“No kidding.”

Their mutual laughter trailed off as they walked inside the bedroom and caught sight of her draped across the sheets wearing a buttery yellow see-through robe and panty set.

Cale gripped one of the posts of her huge bed. “Christ,” he muttered.

“Like?” Marcia grinned and tugged on the trailing ribbons that fluttered over her softly rounded golden stomach.

She’d always had one heck of a body but her new curves were a thing of beauty. The heavy swells of her breasts, the sexy globes of her ass, those hips—God, just looking at her made him rock-hard and he could tell from Cale’s expression he was similarly affected.

“You’re so beautiful.” Tony couldn’t help the emotion that moved through his voice or the way his chest tightened when she smiled.

“You make me feel that way.” She patted the bed on her left side, indicating for Tony to join her. “Cherished,” she added quietly, her expression softening as Tony pulled his shirt over his head and lay down beside her.

“How do I make you feel?” Cale asked, walking over to the opposite side of the bed.

“Sexy and fun. Young enough I can still do anything.” She turned her smile on Cale while he tugged his own shirt over his head. Except he didn’t stop there. He undid his belt and yanked off his boots and jeans, finally lying down beside her when he was naked. She walked her fingers up his chest to his jaw and angled closer. “Like we’re close friends. I haven’t had enough friends in my life. Menorwomen. I’m not so good at being one, I guess.”

Clearly surprised, Cale closed his hand around hers. “You’re a very good friend. You always have been to me, from the start.”

“Even though I extorted money from you for candy?”

“Even so.” Locking his fingers with hers, he lowered his head to kiss her. Their lips curved as they met.

Tony swallowed over the lump that formed in his throat. God, he’d turned into a sap. Who got emotional during a threesome? Wasn’t he supposed to be demanding she suck his cock or issuing some other equally alpha, dominant command?

Instead all he wanted to do, at least right now, was watch the people he loved love each other.

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