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The question is, can we live with them? Can we survive them?
“Well then, y’all stay mad as hell.” Silas flops beside me, holding the phone up so she can see us both. “Because mad sex is hot sex.”
“We’ll see,” Cade replies, and she’s not smiling now. She’s not convinced, either.
“Y’all work this out,” I say. “I’m gonna go clean up.”
I grab the condom and gotta find my sea legs again. My body’s not used to this sensation—freshly fucked. But I like it. Wetting a washcloth in the bathroom, I like the sight on my abs, too, watching them flex under my cum mixed with Silas’s. I’m gonna want a picture of this one day soon. But for now, I’m thirsty.
Night has fallen over the house. Silas is still talking to Cade on the phone, something about where old sailboats are moored on this island, while I throw on a pair of shorts and wander out into the living room.
It’s one with a vaulted ceiling and a magnificent view of the ocean outside. The wall of windows and sliding glass doors let me appreciate the sight while the house is quiet. Renie, Nicolas, my mama, and Scarlet aren’t back yet.
I’m proud of them knowing Silas is here for the night. That he’s a part of my life, too. I’m not hiding it from them. And they don’t judge. They like him, too. Hell, everyone likes Silas.
That thought makes me grin until I catch a sight that pisses me off.
Who the fuck left the door open?
I notice it. One of the sliding glass doors to the pool outside isn’t shut all the way. A few inches are open, and this should be locked. My night guard, Keith, is walking his usual perimeter around the house and should’ve caught this.
Dammit, we’ve been dealing with this for so long people are getting lazy. Too comfortable.
I know who left it open. Nicolas. He thinks I have enough money to air condition the entire beach outside. He’d get in trouble if he weren’t so cute and if I didn’t love him so much.
Locking it closed, I glance outside. The ocean is calm. The palms sway to a light breeze. Silas’s laughter with Cade on the phone fills my home. And my heart.
And it slams me again, missing her. How she should be here. My home is hers. My life is hers. I’ll give anything for her. Again.
But what more can I sacrifice? When do we finally get to live our dream, our future, and not our past hell?
Because Silas heals parts of me, but for what… if I don’t have her too?
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Body Say by Demi Lovato
I’m shaking.
They’re overwhelming me, and my nervous system can only take so much.
It started with tulips sent special delivery to my door this morning, along with a big gift box. Inside was a crimson Alexander Wang mini dress with Redix all over it. The man knows fashion.
The tulips were Redix, too, but the note was all Silas. And I know… he’s the one who initiated their scheme.
Let’s go forward.
It’s your turn tonight.
No fights. Only fucks.
We’ll pick you up at 7.
What woman wouldn’t wet her panties to that? The two people she lusts for the most are orchestrating a night for her pleasure.
Yes, it’s every woman’s fantasy, but when it’s presented to you, it’s also terrifying. It’s too good to be real, so you fear it’s not.
They show up, side by side at my door, and go ahead and rip my lungs out because I couldn’t breathe.
