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I had never spent a Friday night doing a puzzle—and enjoying it. My Friday nights were spent going out on the town, living it up, making memories. Chase was turning me into a nerd, and I didn’t hate it.

“We’ve made remarkable headway,” Chase said. “I’ve never gotten this far on the first night. I guess that means you’ll have to come back to help me finish.”

“That sounds nice,” I said, kissing his arm and rubbing the back of Sebastian’s neck.

That really does sound nice.

Since when did I want nice, though? This arrangement was supposed to be about hot sex and exploration. Pizza and Penetration.

I was about to suggest that we take ourselves to the bedroom to end tonight with a bang, but instead, a yawn ripped out of me. I was exhausted. Puzzling officially kicked my ass.

“Give me a minute.” I went to the couch and flopped onto the comfy cushions. I leaned my head back and willed myself not to fall asleep. The week rapidly caught up to me.

The coziness of Chase’s apartment swaddled me, not letting me go. I would find my third wind and bang the brains out of both of them. We would turn this apartment into a fuckfest.

When I opened my eyes, an episode ofSchitt’s Creekwas playing on the TV and a quilt was draped over us. Chase and Sebastian sat on either side of me, their arms meeting behind my head, fingers drawing circles in my hair. God, I had never felt more relaxed. I could stay like this forever.

“I think you fell asleep,” Sebastian said.

“I just rested my eyes for a minute.” Fuck. That was something my dad said to my mom when she caught him falling asleep at his computer.

“I made popcorn.” Chase passed me the bowl of microwave popcorn, its buttery aroma impossible to resist.

I dug my hand into the puffed up snack. We could finish this episode, then we’d go to the bedroom and fuck. Because that was why we were here tonight, wasn’t it? Although, could fucking even match the high I was feeling right now?

I rested my head against Chase’s shoulder while Sebastian continued to massage his fingers through my hair.

Einstein leapt up and curled herself into a cat loaf on my lap, her sleepy but determined eyes signaling she wasn’t moving anytime soon.

It was all…no other word for it…nice.

22

SEBASTIAN

Iwoke up sandwiched. I generally tried to avoid sandwiches because of all the excess carbs, but this was one I could get behind.

Chase was cradled in my arms, while I was the little spoon for Anton. The three of us lay in a row in Chase’s bed after a whirlwind night of…puzzles and pizza.

It wasn’t sex, but it was just as incredible.

The warmth of Chase and the weight of Anton pressed against me. I was in a cocoon of cuddles. A man could get used to this.

I nuzzled my cheek into Chase’s hair, the flutter of his fruity shampoo filling my nose. Anton’s cadenced breath hit my ear, sending the best kind of shivers down my back. His morning wood ground into my ass, and I, in turn, ground mine into Chase’s.

The three of us. Was this actually a thing? Anton only wanted to explore and keep things hot. Cuddling on the couch was neither of those things. For now, I wasn’t thinking of any of that. I turned my planner brain off and luxuriated in this moment.

“Good morning,” I whispered to Anton, whose morning wood was threatening to rip a hole in my boxers.

“Mmm hmmm.” Anton wasn’t a morning person, as much as he wanted to be. He preached about seizing the day, but getting him out of bed was a herculean effort.

“Are you trying to take my temperature?” I asked of his insistent cock.

“Are you trying to take mine?” Chase asked.

I moved my hips back.

“I didn’t ask you to stop.” Chase turned his head and flashed me a sleepy grin.

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