Now I’m back to feeling like a shit. “Sorry. I’m not used to sharing.”
He runs a hand through my hair. I loveit when he does that. “It’s all right, Sir.” He smiles. “You know sometimes she deliberately baits you, right?”
“What? Why?”
“Because she likes fucking with you. And because I like it when you take it out on me.”
“Mostly because she likes fucking with me.”
He grins. “Well,yeah. Have youmether?”
We both laugh.
We clean up and head to bed, and…
Yeah. I know I’m going to sleep tonight.
I want to tell him I’m in love with him, but I’m not sure if I should yet.
She doesn’t mind sharing him with me when she thinks she’s in charge.
What happens if I admit to him how I feel, and she doesn’t like that? Letting me play with him is one thing.
A serious competitor for his affection and loyalty would be another.
Yeah, we went through this already, and she thinks she’s in control, butif she ever thought she was losing control of him, or me, or what he and I have…
I can’t lose her. Or him.
That means I keep this to myself, for now.
Besides, I still haven’t had that talk with her about how she and Declan got together in the first place. There are things I don’t know. Even she’s said that.
I really shouldn’t rush this.
But I keep thinking about how many happy years Ellenand I had together, and I knew within two weeks I was going to marry her.
And I was right.
Why wouldn’t I be right this time?
