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“Alright, it’s getting late. I’m gonna head to bed. Thanks for understanding guys. I’m sorry I kept it from you. I know in order for this to work we can’t keep secrets. I’ll try to remember to at least tell you the big things that happen. I can’t tell you every time we talk or text, that’s just unreasonable. I wouldn’t expect that of you, but I know that’s not what happened in this case. I’ll try to be better,” I hope they believe me, because I really do want this to work with all of us.

“I think we were mostly shocked because we didn’t have any warning that could happen. I’d like to think knowing what I do now, if I saw you two kiss again, I wouldn’t get upset about it,” Ayden says. “I was more upset that if you were kissing her like that, you had to have kissed before, yet none of us knew anything about it. I thought we all respected each other enough to tell each other if we crossed that line with her. And for the record,” Ayden looks at the other guys. “If any of you assholes kiss her, I expect you to tell usthat day.”

The guys are quick to agree to that. They’d all want to know, so it’s not hard to agree to.

“So if by some miracle, she lets me kiss her again, do I have to tell you that?” I ask. I need to know exactly what needs to be shared and what I can keep between us.

“No. That should be between you and Rowe. I know I don’t want to have to share every intimate moment with you guys,” Nate declares. “We just need to know if and when anyone crosses that line. You’re already on the other side so whatever you do is between you two.”

“Okay, good to know. I just don’t want to feck up again. I’m really sorry guys.”

“We know, Dec. We should have talked about this before now. I just didn’t think it would be an option so soon,” Hudson states.

I finish my drink and put my glass in the sink then head to bed. I take my clothes off and put them in the hamper. Once I’m down to just my boxers, I crawl in bed. I should go to sleep, but I’m so restless I check my phone instead. There’s nothing new, so I scroll through my conversation with Rowen. I couldn’t even count the number of times I’ve reread her texts this week. It doesn’t take long for me to find my favorite conversation.

Me:What are you doing right now Rowen?

Rowen:I’m lying in my bed like any sane person would be at this time Declan. Why what are you doing?

Me:What are you wearing?

Rowen:OMG you did not just ask me that!

Me:Oh c’mon Rowe... you know you wanna tell me. I’ll go first. I’m lying in my bed under my covers wearing just a pair of black boxer briefs.

Rowen:Declan...

Me:Rowen... tell me that kiss meant nothing to you and I’ll never talk to you like this again.

Rowen:It was the best kiss of my life ok Declan. Is that what you want to hear?

Me:Yes. That’s exactly what I want to hear Rowen. Because it was the best kiss of my life too. And I want more.

Rowen:More what Dec?

Me:More YOU Rowen. ALL of you. Everything you’ll give me. If that’s just a kiss I’ll take it. If it’s sexy convos in the dark late at night, I'll take that too. If it’s more... praise be to god! I will consider myself the luckiest man alive.

Rowen:Wow...

Rowen:Are you sure? I know this is a big deal to you Declan. It’s a big deal to me too. You’re the first person I’ve kissed besides my husband in over 10 years.

Me:I know Rowen. I think that’s part of the reason I’m so ok with this. I don’t feel like you’re just using me. I’ve been propositioned a lot since my wife died. But every time I felt like it was just some horny chick that thought I was hot and wanted to see if she could sleep with the sexy celibate man.

Rowen:that’s awful Dec.

Me:but for the first time I don’t feel like that with you. There’s mutual attraction here Rowe. I want to explore that with you. If you want that too that is.

Rowen:... I’m wearing a long sleep shirt and a pair of purple boyshort panties.

Me:Good girl. Now I’m going to tell you what I would do to you if I were there right now. You’re going to do what I say Rowen. If you’re a very good girl, I’ll let you cum when I’m done with you.

Rowen:Oh god Declan

Me:Slide your hand up your shirt Rowe... cup your breast.

Me:I want you to pretend it’s me doing this to you. That’s my hand squeezing your tit. Pinching your nipple.

Rowen:Yes. More Declan.

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