I wanted to bask in that knowledge like a sea lion sunning herself on a warm day. But I still had too many unanswered questions.
“So, when you said, ‘If you want to fuck her…’” I trailed off, certain he remembered exactly what he’d said.
Leo groaned. “It was my very crass, very stupid way of suggesting that I didn’t want to stand in the way of your happiness.” He glanced up at his brother. “Or Tristin’s.”
Tristin moved onto the bed on my other side and put one hand on my calf. It was strange having both of them touching me at once, but it was also nice. Comforting. And maybe, if I wasn’t so overwhelmed at the moment, it would be something a lot better than nice.
His mouth tipped up into a rueful smile. “We would have talked to you about this sooner, but I was dragging my heels. I wanted to give you a chance to get to know the real me before staking my claim.”
“Guess our trip to the youth center makes sense now.”
He laughed, and the sound sent a jolt straight to my girly parts. Damn, I loved his laugh. “Yeah, I guess it does. But I also want you to know that I realize I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I never should have slept with you when I was so screwed up in the head. I knew better, but I was selfish, and I just couldn’t resist.” He squeezed my leg. “I thought pushing you away was my only option, and I’m sorry for that. I’d spent so much time preparing to run, I was certain I had to go through with my plan.”
“And you’ve really given up on all of that? You’re going to stay in Moss Harbor?”
“Yes, I swear I am. Today was my last voyage on my yacht.” Leo released a snort, and Tristin sent him a playful glare. “On my miniature yacht. I’ve already found a buyer for it.”
I blinked at him. “You’re selling your boat? But, why? You just bought it like a month and a half ago.”
“I want to prove to you that I’m not going to run away. Not to Alaska and not even to get away for a night. I’m in this.”
“Tristin.” Fuck. I didn’t even know what to say. “Thank you, but you don’t have to do that.”
“Yeah.” His eyes clashed with mine, and I couldn’t miss the regret in their aquamarine depths. “I do.”
“Besides,” Leo said with a grin, “we need one with a bigger bed to fit all three of us.”
All. Three. Of. Us.
If that wasn’t a wakeup call akin to having a bucket of ice water dumped on my face, I didn’t know what was. “Um, yeah. About that. How, exactly, would that work?”
“How would what work?” His grin turned into a smirk, and I could tell that he was playing with me now. He was going to freaking make me say it.
Fine. If this was a challenge, I’d just have to accept it. I was a grown up. I could handle it.
“Sex. How would sex work?”
“Well, you see. First, you get naked—”
“Leo,” I groaned, frustrated. “I’m serious.”
“Oh, I’m serious too. The nakedness is integral to the whole process. Wouldn’t you agree, brother?”
Tristin rolled his eyes at him before turning back to me. “It’s whatever you’re comfortable with, Thea. We’re not going to pressure you into being with both of us at the same time, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
Worried? I wouldn’t exactly say I was worried about that. More like completely and utterly turned on by the mere thought of the three of us in a bed. Together.
Did that make me kinky? And, if so, did I care?
Eh. Not particularly.
I cleared my throat. “I guess I just want to make sure you two have thought this through. That you’ll be able to accept me, uh, sleeping with both of you.”
“It might be a bit of an adjustment, but at the end of the day, I’d rather get you only part of the time than not at all.”
I nodded and looked to Leo. “Is that how you feel?”
“Absolutely.” He squeezed my hands. “I’ve known for a while that you were probably going to break up with me, and I hated that feeling more than anything. I want you any way I can get you. Even if that means sharing you with Hayle too.”
Hayle. If the mentioning of a bigger bed was a wakeup call, Hayle was a wakeup siren and