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Ibrahim relaxed, his relief evident as the tension in his shoulders melted away.

I closed my eyes, wishing I knew more about these men who’d barreled into my life like a damned hurricane. Why would they have shared any of this information with me when they thought I was just a one-night—three-night—stand? We had so much to learn about one another.

Benedict adjusted me until my legs draped over his lap and I sat between the two men, leaning back onto Ibrahim’s chest. He took one of my feet in his hands and rubbed gently, massaging out the stress and aches of the day. “I’ll speak with your employer. Nobody will threaten you again.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Do you have that kind of power, Benedict?”

He nodded his head, pressing his lips together in a grim line as he worked my foot, his talented fingers leaving me a puddle of melted bliss. “I do.”

I stared at his profile, his attention entirely concentrated on my feet and drawing the tension out of my aching muscles.

“We do this my way first. Through the prosecutor’s office.”

JAMES’ QUICK KISS ON my head roused me from my deep slumber. I woke sprawled across Ibrahim, my feet still in Benedict’s lap.

“Welcome home,” I whispered.

He furrowed his brow, his expression unreadable. “Hungry?”

My stomach growled. He offered me his hand and pulled me up from the inviting warmth of the sofa. The four of us sat around Benedict’s dining room table, digging into Thai food and making small talk. None of us addressed the elephant in the room, what would happen next.

I yawned despite the catnap I’d taken. We all stared at each other. “I’m going to take a shower and brush my teeth,” I said. I took a deep breath. This may not have been the reunion I’d dreamed of, but it was the one I got. “Please,” I trailed off, suddenly uncertain.

James shoved his seat back and took me in his arms. “What do you need, darling?”

I closed my eyes, inhaling his citrus and spice scent. “I need you. All of you.”

“Then that’s exactly what you’ll have,” James promised. “Go get cleaned up. We’ll be in shortly.”

In a daze, I wandered back to the empty and sterile room Benedict had given me. Someone had tucked a suitcase into the corner. Curious, I opened a drawer to find neatly folded clothes. James must have brought back more of my stuff when he returned from getting the door to my apartment fixed.

I stepped into the shower, letting the blazing hot water strip away my cares and worries. All I’d wanted for weeks was for these men to return to my life, and now that they had, I didn’t know what to say or how to act.

No, that wasn’t entirely true.

I wanted them. I wanted them physically. I wanted them to stay in my life. I wanted a goddamned relationship, and I intended to fight for it.

Chapter Twenty

Ibrahim

THE THREE OF US SAT in Piper’s room in various states of undress. James was nude and already under her covers, confident of his reception. Benedict wore sweatpants and lounged in an occasional chair in the corner. I sat on the edge of the bed in my boxers, nervous about whether Piper would welcome us back into her life.

We all agreed tonight couldn’t be about sex. More than anything else, we needed to prove how much we loved her, how much we needed her in our lives, outside of our intense collective need to fuck her until she couldn’t put a sentence together.

When the door cracked open and she peeked out of the shower, as if uncertain of what she would find, my heart cracked. “Princess Piper of Peachy Perfection,” I whispered, holding out my arms to her. She moved toward me and stood between my legs, staring down at me, a sweet smile on her face.

Her skin glowed, backlit by the bathroom, and her wet hair hung down her back in a loose braid, gleaming like garnets against her skin. The towel she held around her emphasized the rosy flush of her skin when she realized all three of us waited for her. Her eyes grew wide.

I pressed my cheek to her belly. “Easy, Prefect of Punctuality,” I murmured against the damp towel. “You need sleep.”

Benedict pushed himself out of the chair and handed her a silky nightgown. She dropped the towel to slide into it. I swore softly as she revealed the soft curve of her belly, the gentle swell of her hips, and her rosy nipples. She chuckled, noting her effect on my body, but didn’t say anything.

She crawled around me, curling up to James in the middle of the bed, then held out her hands imperiously to Benedict and me. He climbed in the bed behind her, and I slid in behind James. Our limbs tangled together, pressing tightly to this gorgeous, brilliant woman who we’d almost let go because we were too foolish to know a good thing when we saw it.

JAMES AND BENEDICT held Piper, each of them possessive and protective, even in their sleep. I was stiff from a night curled up with them, reveling in our togetherness in a bed that wasn’t big enough for all four of us.

We were going to have to get Piper a bigger bed. In the meantime, a hot shower would work the kinks out.

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