Page 35 of Brave


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“I didn’t?” I rub at the growing ache in my forehead. “Well, I’d just been in Utah and then suddenly I have a new boss. You didn’t connect the dots?”

“I didn’t know what other parks you might’ve looked at. Trust me, I’m just as shocked by this as you.” His wide brown eyes meet mine briefly before darting back to the road.

My head bobs absently as his words sink in. I hate to admit it, but that’s just as plausible as me not realizing KP was Jackson’s assistant since no one specifically mentioned it. It’s one hell of a coincidence, both of us sleeping with the same man and not connecting the dots before now. Though it pales in comparison to the real issue. “You said you clicked. What does that mean?”

Jace’s grip tightens on the steering wheel, giving me my answer.

“It was more than just sex.Shit,” I answer for him. My head falls against the headrest as the magnitude of this sinks in.

“What makes you say that?” He sends a nervous glance my way as he turns out of the resort.

“The way he was looking at you. The guy could barely look away. Like you’re important to him.”

He shakes his head without taking his eyes off the road. “That’s the look he was giving you.”

My heartbeat accelerates with those words, though it feels wrong to enjoy them sitting next to my boyfriend, so I deflect. “You were staring at him the same way,” I retort, “like nothing else existed. You want him.”

“I…Fuck.” He smacks the steering wheel with the palm of his hand. “I did, when we first met. Maybe I still do? I don’t know, I… I was happy to see him,” he adds.

“Is he a former lover, or someone you could love?” I ask softy. I don’t need him to answer to confirm which Kane is, but if Jace andI have any hope of staying together, I need to know he’ll be honest about this.

Jace flexes his hand on the wheel. “I haven’t been with a ton of men over the years, but out of that group, you two are the only ones I’ve thought about after…” He swallows audibly and tenses his jaw. “I don’t know if that means I could love Kane, I just know he’s special somehow.”

“I get it,” I sigh. “There’s something about him…”

“He’s been hurt before,” Jace cuts me off. “I kind of want to protect him, only…”

“Only he’s not weak, and you admire that,” I finish the thought that might as well have been my own.

A nostalgic smile tugs at the corner of Jace’s lip. “Yeah. Before Kane, I didn’t know a person could be fragile and strong at the same time.”

“Before Kane I didn’t know just talking could be such a turn on. Or pink hair.”

“It looks amazing on him doesn’t it.” Jace relaxes back into the driver’s seat, his earlier stiffness gone.

“I’m sorta partial to the bike shorts he wears.” I close my eyes, picturing the way his sleek calves poke out from those shorts as he walks. “Damn, his legs look good in those.”

“He’s sexy as hell on a bike.”

“And in bed.”Yeah, I went there, but only because it’s true.The way Kane moves, the intensity of his desire… Hot as hell.

“Fuck!” Jace smacks the wheel again. “This is either gonna make things real simple or real complicated.”

“How could they possibly be simple?” I snort.

I see Jace shrug from the corner of my eye. “The three of us already like each other.”

“The key word there isthree. As in more than two.” I pin him with a look that saysdo the math.

“You’re gay and I’m bi. The math works.” His words come out so nonchalantly, you’d almost think they were no big deal, but for me it’s a very big deal. I struggled most of my life to accept that it’s okay to like men, but never in my wildest dreams did it occur to me I could like two men at once. Or that it’d be acceptable to do so. Not permanently, not even temporarily. That’s not how relationships work, right? He can’t be suggesting that. Can he?

“Let me get this straight, are you implying we share a man? That we share each other? Isn’t that like cheating?” I rub my forehead to stave off the tension behind my eyes.

“Not if we all agree to it.”

“Hold up.” I lift my hand like a stop sign. “Why are we having this conversation? Just yesterday we agreed to focus onus, trying to make that work.”

“And today we know we both have a thing for the same man.” He pulls into the driveway and parks the car, turning to look at me fully for the first time all afternoon. “Plus, he has a thing for us.”