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BUG (TOLRUN)

Nightmares. Dreams that upset the dreamer. I wished I knew what dreaming was, but sleep was not something I could do.

Lily was lying beside me, her chest rising and falling softly as she drifted off.

Charlie had been the one who’d caused such mental trauma. I wished I knew why he affected us. Something wasn’t right about the new demon. I didn’t trust him in the slightest.

I looked over at Lily, at the way her damp hair had fallen into her face. She’d been facing away from me at first, before stirring enough to clamber under the blanket and roll to face me.

She’d enjoyed her date with Chumley as well. Maybe he would make her happier than I ever could, but I wasn’t sure. And I wanted to be with her.

Would she perhaps have us both? In most of the books I’d read, the female heroine always ended up with one character, so I thought that was the way it had to be.

But maybe, like the odd few romances I’d read where she chose two guys, normally brothers, she would have us both. A menage or something.

I could probably share her. No, I would, if it meant I could have her too.

I looked over at her, at the serenity on her beautiful face. I took in her straight nose and pronounced cheekbones, the way her mouth curled slightly in the corner, like she was on the verge of smiling even in her sleep.

She was a true beauty to behold.

I slid off the bed soundlessly, not wanting to wake her as I headed out.

I’d come back and continue reading with her, but it didn’t look like she was going to have a nightmare any time soon.

I slipped out into the hall silently and headed down to the kitchen. Chumley spent a lot of time down there, so I was sure that was where I’d find him.

Sure enough, he was working on another few dishes.

“How is she?” he asked instantly as I joined him in the kitchen.

I leaned against the counter as he bustled around, the sweet aromas of desserts wafting through the air.

“Sleeping peacefully at the moment.”

“Good.”

“Listen, I’ve been thinking. She clearly likes us both, and I don’t think we should make her choose,” I sighed as I planted my hands on the stainless steel bench behind me.

“You think we should back off?” Chumley came to a standstill, his nose scrunched up, not enthused with the idea.

“No, I think we should be willing to share her if that’s what she wants,” I said quickly.

“Is that common?” he asked as he cocked his head at me.

“I’ve read about it. It can happen, and she does like us both. She kissed me,” I murmured.

“She kissed me too,” Chumley stated.

“So we should let her know that we’re okay with it if she wants us both.”

“You’d be okay with sharing?” he gave me a lopsided smile.

“If it makes her happy, that’s all that matters.”

Chum’s smile dropped to a serious expression as he pondered it.

“I only want her happy too,” he said after a moment, quickly glancing at the boiling pot on the stove and hurrying over.

“So you’re fine with me telling her she doesn’t have to choose? I think the thought that she has to is difficult for her.”

“Yeah, we can share her if that’s what she really wants. But if she decides to choose instead, we have to be okay with that too,” Chumley said, his back to me as he stirred the boiling pot.

I knew he was right, but my stomach lurched at the thought. I’d rather share her than not have her at all. But as long as she was happy, I’d be happy for her.

I left Chumley to do his cooking and returned to my room, joining Lily on my bed. I picked up my book, all the while going over what I would say to her in the morning.

I wanted to make sure I worded it perfectly.

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