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“Holy crap!” I exclaimed after forcing myself to down the mouthful of sickly-sweet syrup. “How much sugar did you put in this thing?”

“The same I would if I made it for Seth?”

I glared across Liam’s lap to Seth, who shrugged. “It’s best this way for the magical hangover.”

I sighed. “Well, your advice hasn’t steered me wrong so far, so I’ll drink it. But I’m sending you the dental bill.”

After putting down the glass, Liam pulled me close to rest my head on his chest, which he’d conveniently made super soft like a cushion. Seeing the perfectly formed pecs squish down was so weird. Seth leaned against the other side of him, his head just inches from mine. My brain tried for about two seconds to feel weird again about being a part of something so intimate with these two, but firm fingers came up to massage my scalp, chasing the sentiment away.

“Do you know what this yacht is missing?” Liam asked.

“What?” Seth’s hands disappeared under Liam’s shirt.

“A hot tub. So we can do whatever the hell we want under the bubbles, right here on the deck, and not get any complaints.”

“Complaints?”

“Yeah. Some of the other boaters are stuck up and old-fashioned.”

Seth had that right. I’d felt a bit self-conscious back at the pier. Despite being a weekday and not yet summer, the Mermaid’s Quay Marina was a hotbed of activity. Everyone was eager to get their boats out with today’s warm weather. I guess Wednesday was just any other day when you were rich enough.

We’d garnered several raised brows and questioning looks. And despite everyone else’s clothes looking casual, I somehow felt underdressed.

“It doesn’t help that some of them are my father’s friends. My father’s yacht is docked here too. I was willing to give up golf to avoid him, but I love boating, so we deal with it. Archie, a guy I went to school with, complained to the marina office about Liam and me being lewd. Said he had pictures. So I demanded to see the pictures and it was us kissing, standing on the deck fully dressed.”

Liam snorted. “Don’t worry, we got back at him. Somehow, pictures of him and his mistress banging on his boat ended up being sent anonymously to his wife. I wonder how that happened.” He twiddled his thumbs.

“A lot more goes on out here than kissing. He’s just a bigot.”

“Yeah, he had no problem when I looked like this.” Liam changed and suddenly, my head was pillowed against a soft but generous bosom barely held in by a string bikini.

My jaw dropped. But of course, Liam could take a female form; demons could be any form they wanted.

“I quite like this form too.” Seth reached to cup his... er, her, breast. “What do you think, Hazy Daisy?”

I blinked. Liam’s masculine features had softened, but it was still his face. I had to admit, he was just as sexy as a woman.

“He... or is that she now? Liam’s still hot. I’d do her.” I frowned. “Wait, now I’m confused.”

Seth chuckled. “Don’t overthink it. I wonder if adding you to the mix makes it better or worse for the people here.”

“Probably worse,” I said.

Liam chuckled, the feminine sound turning masculine as he changed back. “Did you know that before I knew that he liked me just the way I was, this was how I’d first convinced Seth to explore with me?”

“Oh, really?” I splayed my hands over Liam’s abs, which were showing now because the top had shrunk so much.

“Yup.”

“You need to tell me everything,” I said, ready to hear all the juicy details.

Chapter 12

Liam

Ienjoyedbeingsmackdab in the middle between Seth and Hazel, I decided. Though I’d also make sure each of them had their time in the center.

Hazel was a lot more relaxed now that we’d been alone aboard theRevengefor a while. She traced her fingertips lazily over my abs as I told her about how Seth’s father had sent me to watch him while he was in school, how we’d become fast friends overthe years, and how I’d developed less-than-suitable feelings for him.

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