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She cocked a brow at him and watched his grin spread across his face slowly. Yeah, she knew why he was up late, especially with that shit-eating grin.

“Another score, huh?” She sat down beside him and grabbed a few pieces of cheese. “New guy?” He was silent for a few moments, and she turned to look at him. “What?”

“I, well, I actually met someone shortly after you left. We’ve been seeing each other exclusively. It’s getting pretty serious.”

This instantly piqued her interest.

“Yeah? Tell me!” She playfully smacked his shoulder. His face turned pink, and she couldn’t help but laugh.

Austin was a manly man and not the type to blush easily. The guy must be something special to cause this reaction in him. His shaggy, platinum blond hair was impeccably styled, and his light blue eyes were bright.

His tan was a golden color that she had always envied.

“His name is Kyle, and he is just … well fuck, Blythe. He’s perfect.” The dimples on each cheek showed when Austin smiled.

For the next ten minutes, he talked about Kyle with an almost breathless quality. By the way he spoke and his clear enthusiasm, she knew this was something Austin had never had before. When he was finished, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. Leaning back, she saw a perfectly pink outline of her lips on his skin.

He ruffled her hair, and she smacked his hands away teasingly.

“So, we haven’t really gotten to talk about your trip. Tell me all about Mr. Give-Me-Moore.” She rolled her eyes at the silly nickname he had given Dietrich.

The image of him and Stellan popped in her mind, and her face heated. Quickly glancing down, she hoped Austin hadn’t seen her. When he cupped her cheek and forced her to look him in the eye, she knew she had been unsuccessful.

Dammit!She was going to tell him everything anyway, but right now, Blythe didn’t doubt she looked like some kind of schoolgirl with how red her face probably was. It felt like it was on fire and growing hotter by the second.

“You have it that bad, huh.” He didn’t state it as a question.

Taking a deep breath, she spilled it. Everything. Blythe told him about her feelings, the sex, the domination and submission, and even the threesome. By the time she was finished, Austin’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

“Well, say something.”

She threw herself back on the couch very dramatically.

“I’m an idiot and a slut, huh?” She covered her eyes with her hand because all of a sudden, she felt like crying. Telling Austin how she felt didn’t make her feel better at all.

“I…”

She dropped her hand and stared at him. He looked around the room and brought his eyes back to her.

“I am impressed.” There was amusement in his voice. He shook his head and his smile grew. “Blythe, honey, you are not a slut. Hell, if that constitutes you as being one then I hate to think what you would call me.” He started laughing, a full belly-shaking laugh. “You care for them. I can see that clear as day.”

“None of that matters, Austin. What good is caring for someone, or more than one in my case, if they don’t reciprocate those feelings?” Her head and heart hurt thinking about it all. “Besides, I have to be crazy to want these men this strongly after only knowing them a short amount of time.”

“Blythe, you can’t help how you feel. The greatest loves are born out of random acts. They grow from instantaneous reactions.” He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips. “Believe me when I say, you can’t let your head override your heart in all things. Sometimes you just have to go with the flow, sweet-cheeks.” Leave it to Austin to talk all philosophical then follow it up with “sweet-cheeks”.

“Thanks. I am one lucky girl to have you in my life.”

“No, sweetheart, I am the lucky one.” He pulled her into a tight hug. A moment later, a knock sounded at the door.

“You expecting company? Maybe a male stripper?” Austin wagged his eyebrows, and she chuckled.

When she opened the door and saw who stood on the other side, everything faded away. Dietrich and Stellan stood side-by-side. They wore suits, power-fucking suits that had the air leaving her in a rush.

God, the images in her head didn’t compare to having them stand in front of her in the flesh. She had no idea how long she stood there staring at them, but Austin clearing his throat behind her had her blinking rapidly to clear her vision.

Stellan and Dietrich’s eyes were hard as they looked over her shoulder at Austin.

“W-what are you doing here?” The tensing of their jaws and the fact they still weren’t looking at her had her glancing over her shoulder at her best friend.

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