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“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“What do you think I’m saying?” It’s not really fair, but I want her to say it instead of me.
“Don’t play dumb. You’re themeatin between theirbread?”
Well, I prefer to think of myself as the pin cushion that they're poking holes into with their…Okay,maybe her analogy is better.
“Ugh. Just say threesome. That’s way less creepy.”
“Three…,” she trails off, and I get a sudden image of her blinking in rapid succession as she turns the word over in her head. “Hold up, you said arrangement. Does that mean this is a regular thing?”
“Pretty regular.”
“Oh my gosh, you have to stop right now.”
“Why?” It comes out harsher than intended, but having her tell me no raises my hackles. “There’s nothing wrong with three people having consensual sex.”
“There is when you can’t separate sex from feelings,” she retorts. “It already happened with these guys once, didn’t it? You thought about them long after they were gone, and that was afteronenight. What happens after three nights? Or three months? You’ll be half in love with them if you aren’t already.”
Dammit, why do I tell her everything?
“They made a lasting impression, I’ll give you that. But just because it was memorable doesn’t mean I pined away for either of them after one night.”
“It’s not one night anymore. And it’s not one guy anymore. You’re going to fall for one of them and someone will get hurt.”
She makes a good point—one I’ve already thought of since both Blake and Jace are guys Icouldsee myself falling for. And yeah, maybe there’s a tiny emotional component involved in the sense that the guys are so considerate when we’re all together, making me feel genuinely cared for. Cherished almost. Plus, they’re just as concerned for my well-being and reputation as I am, going to great lengths to portray me as a friend and nothing more. And despite our unconventional arrangement there isn’t any jealousy or awkwardness between us when Blake and I tell Jace about or day, or when Jace rubbed my leg driving home while Blake sat in the back seat after the concert. All in all, they’re both great guys, and hanging out with them feels natural. But none of that inherently means I’ve got… Oh shit.
“Tell me you haven’t fallen for both of them,” Liz says softly.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” I protest despite a nagging fear I’ve done just that. Jace’s dark intensity and Blake’s easygoing charm may speak to me in different ways, but I crave both, and I don’t want to give up either. “We’re all just having fun. Three single people making the most of not being tied down.”
“I’m serious, Becca. I worry about you. The way you were after Brian… He broke your heart. I don’t want to see you go through that again.”
“Brian’ssecretsbroke my heart. Blake and Jace and I don’t have any secrets.”
I sign off by telling Liz I’ve got everything under control, but I can’t help wondering—is that still true if I want to be with them inandout of the bedroom?
Chapter 23
Blake
“Thatwasincredible.”Becca’schest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, eyes roaming over the picturesque scene in front of her. “I’m not sure which I liked more, the trail or the view.”
We’ve just finished one of my favorite trails, which starts at a somewhat isolated summit and ends near the base of the resort. From the top there’s a three-hundred-sixty-degree view of the surrounding peaks and valleys, with rolling green hills in every direction. It’s impossible to describe the vastness of the landscape up there, but impressive as it is, it's only part of the beauty of this trail. The real draw—this time of year, anyway—are the wildflowers.
Pinks and purples, reds and yellows, tiny splashes of color dot the landscape in every direction, but as you get closer, winding through the fields, those flowers get big. Head high in some places. I’ve never seen anything else like it, and while I haven’t traveled as much as Jace, I’m not unfamiliar with some great rides. Still, it’s got nothing on the pink-haired beauty next to me, her eyes wide with wonder and a triumphant smile on her face.Damn, she’s incredible.
“Definitely the view.” A sly grin spreads across my face as I give her a once over.
Becca rolls her eyes playfully. “I was talking about the wildflowers.”
I lean forward, putting my lips next to her ear. “I know, but your ass in those bike shorts is better than wildflowers any day.” Tilting my head way to the side so our helmets don’t bump, I drop a quick kiss on her plump lips.Who knew a kiss at the end of a ride could rival the ride itself?
“Pervert.” She pushes my chest away playfully.
“I can’t help it. A woman who’s beautifulandholds her own on a bike… You kinda tick all the boxes on my fantasy checklist.”
“Only two boxes on that list?” She cocks her head to the side, a challenging smirk on her face.
