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Epilogue 1

Graham

One Month Later

Luna spent weekdays at my place, with Cole stopping by after work more often than not, despite the cramped quarters with three of us here. It made getting Luna to work easier, but mostly it was because we all wanted to spend that time together.

Cole offered to buy Luna a car, and she made him promise not to. She was making more with this job than she knew want to do with, and a car was one of the first things on her to-buy list. She did agree to let Cole co-sign for her, though.

On weekends, all three of us spent our time at Cole’s in Jeremy Ranch. We all had keys to both places. The entire thing became routine quickly, and I adored it.

I was still doing tutoring. That hadn’t picked up, but I enjoyed the work, so I wasn’t complaining. I was at the tail and of a video tutoring session when I heard my apartment door unlock.

The Recording in Progress sign on the front door would tell whoever it was that I was working, but the others were supposed to both be at their own jobs still.

Cole poked his head around the corner of the kitchen, where I sat at the table. I gave him a slight nod, but kept my attention on the lesson and my student’s last minute questions. He settled on the couch, which I could see from my seat, and scrolled through his phone.

I wrapped up class about ten minutes later, and took the spot next to him. “You’re here early.”

“I wanted to watch you work.” Cole rested a hand on my knee. He liked the contact with either Luna or I, and I certainly wasn’t complaining.

I didn’t know what to do with his statement, though. I still had a hard time telling when he was being serious and when he was joking. I got it right more often, but right now he sounded serious, and there was no way he could be. “Your own work was that dull?” I teased.

“It was that busy. I need to bring on a couple more externship supervisors.”

“Very cool. Congrats.” It made me happy to hear that things were going well for Cole, on several levels.

“So when can you start?” He asked.

“I—“ I laughed. “What?”

“You heard me.”

I had a brief flashback to the night Luna was offered a job. I flashed back a lot to that night, but usually the sex and I love yous that came before that moment. “You want me—“

“Frequently. But to finish the thought, yes, I want you to come work for me.”

What was I missing? “I thought you didn’t fuck people involved with the job.” I’d heard the story about how Cole kept his distance from Luna for so long, and while I could image the kind of restraint that took, I also didn’t understand why Cole made that choice. He was the boss. He didn’t have to place those restrictions on himself.

“I said with me, not for me. Do you really think this is just fucking?”

“No.” Not to me it wasn’t.

Cole sighed. “When Luna was in my program, I told myself I wasn’t making a move for her because she worked for me. It was an excuse. I wasn’t doing it because… I didn’t want to be the dirty old man corrupting her.”

I knew this story all too well. “Everything you accused me of.”

“We frequently accuse others of our own worst flaws.”

“That’s poetic.”

He trailed his thumb along the seam of my jeans in a lazy path. “She’s more to me than a fuck, obviously, and so are you. I want you in my life, in our lives. I need another person who can do both administration and training at the office, and I’ve never met anyone more qualified than you. I don’t care if you keep doing the tutoring. You can set your own hours with me.”

I was more of a nine-to-five kind of guy than a pick-my-own-schedule dude. Was it wrong that the idea of set hours was kind of a turn-on? And being a part of what Cole did… “Yes. I’d love to sign on.”

“Welcome aboard, partner.” The way he said partner heated my blood.

The way he pressed his lips to mine raised my temperature to scorching. God, I loved kissing this man.

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