“You’re supposed to be suffering for what you put me through. You’re so annoying.”
He grunts a laugh. “Iamsorry you worried, but me sticking with the truck was the right call. If we simply followed thetruck, we would’ve lost our chance to catch the thieves, and we wouldn’t have the witches in custody.”
I grunt. “Not good enough.”
He runs his thumb over my bottom lip and gives it a tug. “Don’t pout. It was good for you and Scottie to work together to find me. It felt like old times, except for Tucker being there.”
There’s an edge to Huntley’s voice when he talks about Tucker and that has to stop. “If the big guy will share her with us without comment, you’ve got to open up to the idea of him being around.”
Huntley wrinkles his nose. “That’s not something I would’ve ever thought you’d say.”
“Consider me an enlightened man. He brings Scottie a level of comfort and happiness we can’t give her. If we make her give that up, we might be the ones who lose out.”
He shakes his head. “I doubt that.”
“Having Scots home has taken a weight off me—off both of us.”
He nods. “There were things that needed to be said. It’s helped to get them off our chests.”
It has.Not that I’ll ever forget how I hurt her—I couldn’t even if I tried. “Bran gave me a second chance to make amends, and I will live every day of my eternal life, dedicating myself to making her happy. If that means Tucker joins our relationship, he’s welcome.”
Huntley doesn’t look convinced.
I close my eyes and reach across the Sacred Squire bond I share with Scots. Waves of contentment and pleasure wash over me from the Squire’s Suite on the other side of the Royal Residence.
“Scottie and Tucker are enjoying one another—again. When they’re together, the currents of her rapture drown out the tumult of her pain.”
Huntley arches a brow. “You can sense her having sex with him?”
“He’s good to her, Viking. It may have taken me a few weeks to wrap my head around the idea, but Jack was right—everything in my life with Scottie before now was about me. I love her enough to put her happiness first.”
Huntley studies me as if he’s not sure he believes me.
“Tucker is a good man, and he treats her well—very well. He’s not only good to her—he’s goodforher. In a world of dominant and arrogant men, Tucker is calm. He listens to her and sees beyond what she’s doing and saying, and straight to what she’s feeling.”
Huntley sighs. “She deserves that.”
“She deserves more than the two of us and our broody moods. She deserves more than for her needs to come after my reign and our commitment to the clan.”
He rolls onto his back and clasps his hands behind his head, staring up at the pillow. “I still don’t like it.”
“Tucker is willing to share Scottie’s heart with us. We’d be fools to press for more than that. My father didn’t raise a fool.”
“Hearing her ask about all three of us sharing her was a bit of a shock.”
Now it’s my turn to laugh. “Multiple partners to vampires is just another Thursday night. When did you become such a monogamous prude?”
“Never—but Scottie is human, and until now she was a one-man kind of woman.”
Until I ruined that.
“Well, this is where we ended up. Scottie proposed the idea of the four of us, and we need to consider it.”
Huntley rolls onto his side to face me. “And that brings up another question.”
“Which is?”
“Are we really a ‘we’? You’ve always insisted on no one knowing about our private life, but when Link caught us kissing, you didn’t freak out. You didn’t even bat an eye.”