She’s quiet for another long moment. Then she picks up her coffee and takes a slow sip.
“Can I ask a question?” she says finally.
“Anything.”
“What happens if I say no?”
“Nothing happens.” I’m completely honest. “You stay here as our guest. The arrangement ends. We respect your boundaries.”
“And if I say yes?”
“Then everything changes.” I lean back in my chair. “You’re ours. Completely. And we take care of what’s ours.”
She sets down her coffee cup, and I watch her decide.
“Okay,” she says.
“Okay what?” I need to hear her say it.
“Okay, I can handle it.” Her voice is steady now. “All three of you.”
Satisfaction rolls through me, warm and possessive.
Kai’s grin is immediate. Donovan’s expression softens into something that might be relief.
“You’re sure?” I ask, giving her one last chance to back out.
“I’m sure.” She meets my eyes. “I don’t know what I’m doing, and I’m probably going to mess this up, but I want this. I want you. All of you.”
I stand and move around the table. When I reach her, I tilt her chin up and kiss her.
When I pull back, her eyes are dark with desire.
“Good,” I murmur. “Because now you’re ours.”
13
SAMANTHA
After breakfast,I make it back to my room before my legs give out.
The door clicks shut behind me, and I lean against it, heart racing like I just ran a marathon.
I said yes. I agreed to all three of them.
What the hell did I just do?
I slide down to sit on the floor, pressing my palms against the cool wood. My brain is spinning, trying to process the conversation that just happened over coffee and toast like it was the most normal thing in the world.
If you’re with one of us, you’re with all of us.
Grant’s voice echoes in my head. Calm. Direct. Like he was discussing a business arrangement instead of asking if I could handle sleeping with him and both his sons.
And I said yes.
My phone buzzes on the nightstand, and I force myself to stand. Three missed calls from Robert. Two voicemails.
Of course.
