Dammit.
“We thought this over, brother—more than once. The more we talked, the more we… did,” Kellan says, a faint smile tugging at his mouth. “I’m not going to say Makayla started it, but come on—we’re all adults here. And you can’t deny it. Have you seen her?”
She oozes sex appeal. “Yes, I saw her.”
“It happened fast,” Alex concedes. “Oscar, she’s something else—I’ll tell you.”
I roll my eyes. “I’m all for sharing our love lives, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to hop into bed with every woman whocomes along. And Makayla Dwyer is not just any woman,” I say, running my fingers through my hair. “She’s… Kay, man. OUR Kay.”
I really like her, which makes all this harder to swallow. Even when we were young, I could see how sweet and smart and funny she was. And now, I’m positive she is all of that and so much more.
“And our Kay was the one who hit the gas on all of it,” Alex says. “Oscar, I think you hurt her feelings just now.”
“All I did was slam the brakes on something that was clearly moving too fast. How the hell did it get to this? I thought you slipped out of the meeting to hit the ski slopes,” I say. “And can youpleaseput on some pants?”
My brothers take a moment to slip into their rooms and return, each with a pair of sweatpants on.
I give both a stern look, but Kellan responds with a critical glare of his own.
“What’s your deal?” Kellan asks. “You barge in here and act like the principal.”
“You and Alex, of all people, know that precisely because of our personal lifestyle, we need to be particularly careful about who we let in,” I say.
“Who we let in… Makayla, that’s who. She’s anything but a stranger, and she’s more than into it. She is incredibly responsive. Does this bother you?” Kellan asks, crossing his arms.
“Yes, a little,” I admit.
“You’ve never had a problem with our lifestyle before. What about Sheila? She was new to the idea of three guys, and you were the one who convinced her it would be fun,” Kellan reminds me. “Granted, she wholeheartedly agreed, but you can’t claim that you’re uncomfortable now.”
“That was different,” I say.
“How was it different?” Alex asks, giving me a puzzled frown.
“For one thing, we didn’t have somewhere to be in an hour when we hooked up with her,” I quip.
Kellan lets out a heavy sigh. To be fair, I feel the same. Part of me would’ve gladly joined the fun, but my engine isn’t revving as hot as my brothers’; my head is still in control.
“And we didn’t know Sheila since we were in high school ourselves,” I continue. “Are you really going to make me say it?”
Kellan cocks his head to the side. “Say what?”
“Makayla is special, okay,” I snap. “I haven’t seen her in a lifetime, and the first glimpse I get, she’s standing between you two, naked under that towel and about to go past the point of no return. The three of you let yourselves get carried away. She deserves better, and you know it.”
“She was genuinely enjoying herself,” Kellan says.
Alex gives him a doubtful look. “We should woo her,” he says. “Oscar’s right—we need to let the blood settle first. I wouldn’t have regretted a single moment, and neither would Kay, but now that we’ve cooled off a bit, I see his point.”
I glance around for something to focus on while my thoughts bolt every which way. The balcony door hangs open, letting thewarmth escape. I close it, grateful for the few seconds it buys me to think.
Outside, several half-full glasses ring the tub. A bottle of champagne is on the table and there are two unused towels hanging over the back of one of the lounge chairs.
“Maybe we skipped a few steps,” Kellan admits. “In my defense, Makayla didn’t help much with that, either. The girl is hungry for us. As hungry as we are for her.”
“We owe it to Bryan, too,” I say. “I will not deny the chemistry here.”
“You felt it, huh?” Alex says, scoffing as he gives me a half smile.
I nod slowly. “It’s delicate. Whether this lasts one night, only this trip, or something deeper—something beyond what I’m sure will be mind-blowing sex—we need to handle Makayla carefully.”