chuckled, like Ash was joking. “You don’t really think he’ll try and cut our dicks off, do you?”
There was something about Ryan that screamed jaded. He had that world-weary look in his dark eyes. Ash was dying to ask what kind of life Ryan had led that made those shadows appear, but now wasn’t the time.
Later. Later Ash would get to know both Ryan and Warren. He wanted to know everything about them since he would be spending the rest of his long life with them.
“Do you want to take that chance?”
Ryan grimaced. “I’ll bring a cup.”
* * * *
“This is why men can’t be trusted,” Warren said to Pie, as if she understood him. He paced the kitchen, so damn angry that he wanted to kick something. Warren wasn’t sure what to think, how to feel, what to say, or how to react.
Ash knew Ryan. That should’ve been obvious since they were both alike. Men who wouldn’t leave Warren alone. Men who didn’t understand what “not interested” meant.
But Warren was interested, and how insane was that? He dropped into the kitchen chair and rested his head on his folded arms, groaning as he tried to examine why he was attracted to them. He didn’t even know Ash, and Ryan was too damn clingy, never giving Warren breathing room. Ryan had friends who gave him the creeps, and the guy bit during sex.
Yet Warren felt like he couldn’t breathe without Ryan. And now his heart fluttered for Ash? Had Warren’s parents dropped him on his head when he was a kid? Was his brain permanently scrambled?
Most importantly, why was he still nauseous? Warren hadn’t been able to kick that feeling all day, and he’d made sure he’d eaten. It was his nerves. It had to be. Warren just needed to calm down and think this through, evaluate his life, decide what to do about Ryan and Ash.
Two hunks who weren’t mentally stable. What was there to decide? He needed to kick them to the curb and forget they even existed. Any smart man would have already made that decision.
Clearly Warren wasn’t a smart man.
Sometimes emotions were your worst enemy. They made you do things you normally wouldn’t do, like crave two men at the same time. Ugh, Warren was a hot mess.
“Smack me around, Pie. Make me see reason. Tell me I’m being an idiot for wanting them both.”
Pie jumped into his lap and leaned up, pressing her paws against his chest. They rubbed noses, and she settled on his legs as he petted her. “I love you, too.”
Maybe he should get a dog. That might make Ryan think twice about coming over. It might even stop Ash from stopping by, though Ash had no idea where Warren lived.
Hello, if he’s friends with Ryan, he knows.
Fuck my life.
Pie hurled herself off his lap like she was in the Olympics and raced from the kitchen. Crazy cat. But she had a point. Warren needed to get off his ass and take a shower. There was no use sitting there lamenting about how screwed up things were for him.
He was just going to stick to his guns and leave the two psychos alone. Warren was going to steel his resolve, no matter what either one said to him. No matter how good-looking they were and no matter what Warren’s body wanted.
Warren headed out of the kitchen and stopped midstride when the doorbell rang. He prayed it was his uncle and not Ryan or Ash. Hell, Warren was praying it was a delivery guy who was bringing him food he’d forgotten to order.
Now he was craving delivery. Chinese would’ve been fantastic right about now. Warren had eaten like crazy at work, but now he was hungry again.
After he took a deep breath and told himself that he wasn’t going to cave if it was either man, he marched to the door and swung it open. Seeing Ash and Ryan standing shoulder-to-shoulder, huge muscles popping everywhere, and their handsome faces smiling at him, Warren’s resolve was tested.
“May we come in?” Ash asked as he looked past Warren’s shoulder. Was he trying to see if Warren was alone?
“We promise to behave ourselves,” Ryan chimed in. He crossed his heart and gave Warren the most innocent look he could muster, but all he ended up looking like was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
“Didn’t I say I was calling the cops if you two didn’t leave me alone?” His threat was about as convincing as a man