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I’ve never really had to do the morning after – extended scenes version – before. Usually it’s the CliffsNotes version, where you wake up together and have a hug or kiss goodbye. What’s the protocol for waking up alone and going to work with the guy who watched me fuck someone else while I sucked him off? Is there any way to do this without turning the color of a tomato, because red and pink don’t mix so well.
“Hey.” I stride past him and take a seat at my desk, casting him what I hope is a normal-ish smile. At least I think it is since he doesn’t point it out.
“How’d things go with Carter this morning? Is he happy with the progress so far?”
“Fine. Yeah.” My leg bounces uncontrollably under the desk though I plow forward since trying to stop it would only draw more attention. “I explained how we marked the trails, went through the timeline. We talked about… What are you doing?” My eyes track Blake as he jumps up and strides toward the door.
“Giving us some privacy.” It clicks shut.
“What for?” My knee bounces faster, despite the fact I’m no longer fueling it with oxygen.
“So, you’ll relax.” He rounds the desk and kneels before me, resting a hand on my leg to keep it still as his hazel eyes search mine. “Please don’t freak out around me.”
“I can’t help it. I keep thinking about last night.”
“Do you regret it?” Now he’s the one holding his breath.
Images flash through my mind on a loop; warm hands, soft lips, breathless cries. And the sensation of being protected. Safe. How could I regret that?
“No.” I shake my head even as I feel blood rushing to my cheeks.
“Are you embarrassed?”
“A little.” I press my lips together and focus on the hand caressing my knee.I’m aroused, too, though I’ll keep that part to myself.
“Why?” he asks softly.
I’m tempted to make something up to protect what’s left of my virtue, but a tiny peek at Blake’s expression reveals curiosity and concern, not judgment, which has me re-thinking the need to deflect.
“Why?” he asks again.
“Because I liked it.” It’s easier to say that to his hand than his face, but it’s the truth.
Blake tips my chin up so I’m forced to meet his eyes. “I liked it, too. More than I expected I would. So did Jace, although he never had any doubts. He’s…moreexperienced.” He offers an awkward shrug.
No surprise there—they did suggest it—but it’s nice to know all the same.
“Does that mean we keep doing this? The three of us all the time.” My gaze darts awkwardly between Blake’s face and the floor, the door, even the desk, as I wait for his answer.Will I ever be comfortable talking about this?
“It doesn’t have to be all the time.” His calm tone gives me the strength to meet his stare. “It can be you and I, or you and Jace if we aren’t all in the same place for some reason. But when we are together it’d be the three of us. Does that still work for you?”
My practical side sees only red flags, convinced this arrangement will result in one or more of us suffering a broken heart. My inner flamingo is telling me I’ve only just started flapping my wings and I should get ready to fly, which is a selfish but also much more satisfying argument.
This whole venture—new job, new town—was about getting out of the comfortable bubble I’ve been living in, so I might as well burst the damn thing instead of just poking a tiny hole in it, right?
“Look,” Blake exhales, “this isn’t where I saw things going with us, and I’d be lying if I said it feels natural to have a threesome. But I feel connected to you, and I know Jace does too, so I want to keep exploring it. I mean, if you want that.”
Taking a deep breath, I give Blake a decisive nod. “Yes.”
“Yeah?” A relieved smile stretches across his face. “Cool.” He leans forward, planting a soft kiss on my forehead. “Now let’s go build some trails. The sooner we get those done the sooner I get to ride them with you, and Jace says you’re pretty sexy on a bike.”
My heartbeat accelerates under his praise, and my inner flamingo revels like the badass she is.
Chapter 20
Blake
Aftertheslightlyawkwardmorning-after several days ago, Becca and I found a comfortable rhythm at work, fine tuning the sections of trail that have been excavated by the crew. Even better, the three of us have settled into a nightly routine of dinner andentertainmentbefore we call it a night. Most times the entertainment is sex, but sometimes it’s a game of cards or even watching some of the videos Jace has filmed. The only thing that would make it better is if Becca slept over, though admittedly that would start talk we haven’t even addressed ourselves.
