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“I don’t think I can separate the two. I’ve been afraid that I’m the guy warming your bed while you find someone who fits in better.” He’s serious and it’s devastating.

“Angel, we’ve done a shit job of telling you how much you mean to us. No one fits better than you. We’re afraid you want to explore all your options and be a fabulous single bi man out to sample all that New York City offers.” We can’t blame him if that’s the case.

“Are you telling me you think I’ll be settling if I commit to you?” His mouth turns up.

He’s such a dick. And I love the way he teases me.

My peacemaker can’t let this conversation devolve into jokes, so she says to me, “We fell fast and made mistakes.” She turns to Emmet. “But I believe we’re better together.”

“That’s what I want.” He rests his head on my chest and his brown eyes would bring me to my knees if I were standing.

“I can’t promise to be perfect, but I’ll promise to make changes and be better for you.” I run my fingers through her silky hair, pulling him to join in.

My eyes lock with Emmet. “I swear. I’ve contacted a therapist and my first virtual session is next week and I can start in person sessions next month.”

“My head’s screaming to be careful and I can’t predict the future.” His chest rises. “I’m not interested in living a single life. I was infatuated with Miss Rose, and now I can’t imagine my life without either of you. I’m in. All in.”

My heart explodes, overflowing with hope, love, and desire. There’s potential to have everything I’ve ever wanted, and it’s shocking. I’m not hiding my feelings for either of them, and it’s a miracle to get them both.

He didn’t say the L word, but I promised to be patient and I meant it.

“Our sex life is a hardship, but we’re hoping you can look past it to consider us an acceptable risk.” The pressure in my heart releases as I tease him.

“I’ll show you acceptable risk.” He mounts me, straddling my waist.

“Don’t distract me with a good time.” I palm his ass. “If you’re in this with us forever, then will you let us help you? Like youwould help if the situation were reversed.” I knead his gorgeous ass cheeks.

Madyson draws circles on my chest with her nails, but her hopeful eyes focus on Emmet.

He lifts her chin to kiss her, then brings his forehead to mine so our lips touch when he says, “Yes.”

I swallow the word and take it in so I’ll always have it. “Thank you.” My voice thickens with emotion.

“Now can we engage in some risky behavior?” He grinds on my growing erection.

“I vote yes!” Madyson grabs our cocks to jack them together.

Chapter thirty-eight

Madyson

Watching them kiss is like my personal porno. I let go so their bodies can writhe together, muscles rippling and flexing. The power they have between them is heady.

If I join, I’ll miss seeing them like this. The sight and sounds of them are so stimulating, I might come. I’m not even tempted to touch myself.

Emmet reaches for me, but I move out of range. “Let me watch,” I say firmly.

They turn in unison. “Don’t you dare ruin the moment for me. I’m going to watch my men fuck, so get back to it.” I shoo them with my hand, adding to their confusion.

“We want—”Emmet says at the same time Jayce says, “We need—”They stop to let the other speak.

“Let me see your physical expression of the promise we made. You’re not leaving me out, you’re giving me something.”

I can read Jayce’s expression and it asks, “Are you sure?” And my head bobbles.

“Please,” I implore.

Emmet takes Jayce’s face in his hands and presses their lips together. “We can’t deny her, so let’s give her what she wants.”

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