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With a playful roll of his eyes, Theo replied, “I feel like I’m back in middle school.”

“Please. You know you were a horndog in elementary school.”

Chuckling, Theo slid his arms around my waist, drawing me against him. After gripping the sides of my throat in his hands, he brought his lips tenderly to mine. True to his word, he didn’t try to broach my lips with his tongue. Instead of it being sex-starved it was reverent.

When I pulled away, I blinked at him in surprise. “That was amazing.”

“Once again, I’m good at everything.”

With a laugh, I replied, “Always with the ego.”

Theo stared earnestly at me. “Thanks for not giving up on me, Bennie. I know I’m a pain in the ass who will never deserve you. But I appreciate you giving me the chance.”

“Yes, you’re such a pain in the ass,” I mused to which Theo shot me a look. “But I’ll never give up on you, Theo. You mean too much to me and our foursome to ever do that.”

He brought his forehead to rest against mine. “I love you, Bennett.”

My heart skipped a beat at hearing those words without my usual nickname. “I love you, too.”

“Despite you bringing me fishing,” he teased.

“For your information, this was something meaningful to me.”

After explaining about my grandfather, Theo’s smile faded. “I didn’t know.”

“You didn’t give me the chance to tell you.”

With a jerk of his chin, he said, “All right let’s catch some more fish for tonight, and you can tell me all about your fishing trips with your grandfather.”

“Only if you promise to share something good from your childhood.”

He gave me a genuine smile. “Okay.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: VIVIAN

As I sat around the fire pit on the beach with a mocktail and a plate of seared striped bass, I seriously felt like the luckiest woman on the planet. While the food was nice, it was more about the company I was surrounded with. I mean, how many women could say they had three hot young men who knew exactly where a clit was and could also catch and cook their dinner?

Add in the fact that they’d each spent four to five hours alone with me over the past two days. While I’d originally wanted to dedicate a day to each of them, I had decided to err on the side of caution considering how pregnant I was. Instead, I’d given myself to Bennett on Friday evening and then Theo on Saturday morning, and finally Grayson on Saturday afternoon.

Spending that time alone with the guys made me realize how I needed to prioritize that in our relationship, especially after the baby came.

After taking a bite of fish, I moaned in delight. As our resident cook, Grayson had seared the fillets after Bennett and Theo had cleaned the fish. “Mm, this is delicious,” I complimented.

Grayson beamed. “I was a little worried since I hadn’t used bass in the recipe before.”

“It’s phenomenal. I’m going to ask you to do this at home sometime.”

“You got it, babe.”

When Theo cleared his throat, I turned to him with a smile. “And kudos to you and Bennett for catching this. I’m seriously impressed.

“It was nothing,” Bennett replied.

Tilting my head at him, I asked, “Will you take me fishing after the baby comes?”

He smiled. “Of course I will.”

“I can take you, too. I know how to fish now as well,” Theo added.

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