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But I close my eyes and force myself to take a deep breath and push the panic down. Lorenzo Trentini is not going to give me a panic attack. No one said anything, but I’m certain he’s dead. I saw the blood on Owen and Tobias when they got back to the yacht.

When I’m calm, I open my eyes, and watch my two gorgeous men strip off their clothes. Even in my traumatized state, I can appreciate the sight of them naked as they climb into the hot tub.

When they’re settled, Tobias picks up a hand towel he brought in with him and gets it wet so he can gently wipe my face and shoulders.

“We need to get your hair wet,” he murmurs, his forehead against mine.

Owen shifts and pulls me against him. “Lean against me love. We’ll do it slow.”

I relax into him, as much as my fear will allow, and slowly he lays me back. It reminds me of being baptized as a preteen. This is ten times as meaningful as any religious ceremony.

Owen holds me lovingly, so my face doesn’t go under water, and Tobias straddles me on the large hot tub seat and gently massages my scalp and moves my hair in the water to get the gross out of it.

When they help me up, I cling to them both and just breathe.

“Thank you for making me do this,” I whisper. “I wanted to just lock myself in my room and not come out until it was time to go home.”

“Why?” Owen asks, one hand resting on my thigh.

“It’s hard to explain. As I was being held underwater by that man Lorenzo shot, all I could picture was the two of you. You’re the most important people in my life, and I’m convinced I’m going to lose one or both of you. It seems inevitable and I hate that I can’t stop it.”

Tobias leans in and wipes wet hair out of my face.

“You will not lose us.”

“How can you be so sure? How are we ever going to get our families to agree to the three of us together?”

“Shh. You’ve just been through something traumatic. Now isn’t the time to figure anything out.” Owen tucks a hand under my chin. “But hear me say, we are going to figure this out.” He glances at Tobias as he says, “We’re all committed to making this work. No matter how hard. We’ve been lying to your parents for almost a decade now. We can keep that up for as long as we need to.”

It’s not something I want to do, lie to my parents, but he’s right. We’ve been doing it and there is no reason we can’t.

It’s not perfect, but I come out of the hot tub blood free, and a bit more optimistic about the situation.

“Do you want a nap?”

I look at both of them and then at the giant swimming pool. “Would you… fuck me in there? In the water?”

Tobias scoops me up, and heads for the stairs of the gorgeous saltwater pool. To my surprise, Owen hangs back, looking hesitant.

When we’re in the water, Tobias waves him over. “You’re the one who told me that fear sometimes turns her on. Let’s take care of our girl together.”

The invitation is sweet, in a very Tobias way, and it almost makes me cry. And whatever hesitation Owen may have been experiencing vanishes, and he heads for us with long, purposeful strides.

The water is refreshing after the heat from the jacuzzi, and I will myself to completely relax, as Owen walks down the steps behind me.

Tobias presses his lips to mine, and Owen’s hands settle on my hips.

“You sure you’re up for this?” he asks as he dips his head to brush his lips across my shoulder.

“Yes, Sir.” My body is already humming with the anticipation of what they’re going to make me feel.

Tobias bends and pulls one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard until I gasp and tilt my head back, giving Owen better access to my neck.

“Good girl,” he murmurs against my skin as his hand comes up to caress my other breast.

I hold on to his hand with one of mine and tangle my fingers in Tobias’s hair with the other. Having my hands on both of them makes me feel safe and alive, and I groan as Tobias pulls away from my nipple. I pull him in for a kiss, opening my mouth to him as his lips cover mine.

The kiss intensifies as he explores my mouth with his tongue, and I wrap my other arm around his neck, trying to pull him closer.

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