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“You’re a package deal, huh?” He smiled. It was small, but I still loved seeing it.
“Yeah, we are. That means you’re part of that package too. Are you okay with that?”
“I think… I think I am. I can’t stomach things how they are. I want it back to normal.”
I lifted my hands from the counter to cup his cheeks and draw his gaze to mine. “That normal is gone. Dominic is still leaving. He’s going to dance full time. We’re not going to change his mind on it, and I don’t think we should. It makes him happy.”
“You’re right.”
“What do you say we go visit him? It’s Saturday night. I happen to know there’s another hour until he goes on. We have plenty of time.”
“What do I say to him?”
“You talk just like you did with me. Tell him how you feel. Don’t hold back. Dom can’t read you like I can. He doesn’t know how to be with you outside of work. Let him in like you let me.”
“I think you forced your way in.”
I grinned. “I did. It’s where I fucking belong.” I tapped his chest over his heart. “Right here. So does Dom.”
He nodded. “I need to get dressed.”
Not able to resist another taste, I leaned in and licked his lips before diving into his mouth. “Wear something nice for him. No suits though. This is pleasure, not business.”
“Why does it turn me on when you order me around?”
“Because you’re in charge of everyone else, and no one takes care of you. Now you’re going to get me and Dom. We’ll be yours and you’ll be ours. You want it, right? Us?”
“I do.”
“Are you sure? Because Dom won’t survive it if you pull away after this.”
“I’m certain.”
19
PERRY
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay in here with me?”
Peyton shook his head. “This is all you. You’re the one who needs to talk to him. He should be finishing up in the other room then he’ll be in.”
Peyton had texted Dexen when we knew we were coming to the club. Dominic was always in high demand in the private rooms. Peyton got to Dexen just in time to get us a room.
Here I sat on a couch in the VIP room. Not the same one we were in before. My knee bounced up and down in rapid succession. It was the only outlet I had for the nervous energy coursing through me.
Peyton leaned down and pressed a quick kiss on my lips. “I’ll be downstairs at our table. Come get me or text me when you’re ready to leave.”
“Thanks.”
“You’re going to do fine. Just be honest like I said.”
Sure, easy for him to say. Peyton didn’t seem to have a problem talking about how he felt. He let it out without a second thought. Then again, he’d also kept his feelings for me bottled up for twenty-five years. Fuck, how did I not see it? He was right there, day in and day out, and it never occurred to me.
I’d already beaten myself up over it repeatedly since he confessed how he felt. He always believed I was straight. Hell, I did too. I really didn’t know what I was now except that I wanted to see where this went with Peyton and Dominic. If people wanted to put a label on it, that was their decision.
I shook everything away and focused on Dominic. I had to make it right. We came early enough to watch him dance. I got rock-hard the moment he stepped onto the stage looking as beautiful as he did. I still wanted to growl and tell everyone else to get the fuck out. That he wasn’t theirs to look at.
Peyton kept his hand on my thigh the entire time, not going any farther than drawing circles on it. This was what Dominic wanted and I had to be supportive of it. I didn’t have to like other men watching him or him dancing privately for them, but he knew his limits and I trusted him. Hell, I trusted him as much as I did Peyton.
