“But you have issues with claiming the both of us, don’t you?” Freyja inquires. Her head hangs as tears leak from her eyes, her cheeks pinken as shame coats her skin. “You don’t want us both. I know I’m not worthy of you, Nova. I’m not woman enough. Iunderstand if you only want Chaney. Just… just don’t make me leave.”
“Look at me, Freyja, and listen to what I am about to say and let it sink in before you reply.” As her head lifts, she swipes away the fallen tears but her eyes keep the misty sheen over her irises as she does as I requested. “I will never choose between the two of you. There's no choice to be made. I feel as deeply for the two of you as you do me. The question is, how do we make it work? I’ve taken two women to bed before, it’s how I prefer it, it’s my kink, but it doesn’t feel right having you both with me. Y’all share blood, you’re sisters, I don’t want anything coming between that bond, including me.”
“We’re all going to need to adjust, Nova. We’re aware of that,” Chaney insists. “And you’re right, we don’t want to share a bed with you at the same time unless it’s because we’re sleeping. We’re broken and are well aware of our shortcomings, but together, we make a whole woman who can give you everything you want and need.”
“You’re not broken,” I deny. “Don’t ever say that about yourselves again. And you’re whole women, each of you is an entire package on your own. You’re both sexy and tempting. I don’t like to hear shit like that, it’s demeaning to you both. And I can deal with you individually when it comes to activities in the bedroom, just because it’s my normal go-to, doesn’t mean I need it to survive and deal. I think the reason I’ve done things like that in the past is because it’d prevent any form of attachment.” Then I think of something I want them to learn from me instead of overhearing from one of my brothers, so I include it in my justification of why I am how I am. “It’s also how I earned my road name, because I never take less than two women at the same time. I’m not sure if that makes any senseto you or not, or if you can understand why I did what I did, but it’s how Ididthings so the women I was with didn’t get any ideas that there was a future for us after our romp. Before you two entered my life, I had absolutely no interest in settling down with one woman, let alone two. But like I said before, you’re both tempting and I’m having a hard time coming up with valid reasons why we shouldn’t do this. I’m a selfish bastard who wants you both, but how is that fair to y’all? You’ll be sharing me with one another, I’m getting the better end of this deal if you were to ask me.”
“We decide what’s fair to us and what’s not, Nova,” Freyja asserts. “We’ve thought long and hard about this, like I told you earlier. This wasn’t a decision made in the heat of the moment, we made a pro and cons list and worked through all of the downsides. We’re in this for the long haul.”
“I want this. I really do, but I need some time to think it over and consider all of the logistics and probabilities. Can I do that without offending you girls and y’all thinking this is a no from me?” I request.
“Yes,” Chaney answers.
“But that doesn’t mean we’re giving up or going to make it easy on you,” Freyja tacks on to Chaney’s answer of yes.
“Wouldn’t think anything less, because I may be unintentionally doing the same now that I know where you two stand,” I admit.
CHAPTER
THIRTY
CHANEY
Later that evening, I pull Nova out on the back porch where Freyja and I secretly placed the mistletoe that was included as a bonus gift in the Christmas kit we ordered online. My sister and I played a game of rock, paper, scissors to see who’d be the first one to pucker up and kiss Nova.
I won, scissors cut paper. Inwardly, I giggle—which I hardly ever do because I’m not that kinda girl—because I knew that’s what she’d pick and I have been dreaming about wrapping my arms around his shoulders while placing my lips on his so I went with what I knew would win.
I’m finding that I’m a competitive person, which I would’ve never known had we not been rescued. I like to win, but I’m also a gracious loser. Sometimes that comes after a pout, but I’m always willing to shake my opponents hands.
Lights that were strung out here are flicked on, and as I glance over my shoulder, I see Freyja standing there at the light switch. She gives me a thumbs up and scurries away. A smile spreads along my face because she was giving me a romantic background setting, but not in an intrusive way. My sister is the best.
Nova’s eyes flick up and a solicitous grin encompasses his face, shooting tingles of want to travel throughout my entire body. “Are you trying to seduce me, Chaney?”
“In a way,” I tell him. “For now, I just want a kiss, Nova.”
Mischievously, he wiggles his eyebrows at me and leans over, pecking my cheek with a light graze of his lips. “Like that?”
I harrumph and narrow my eyes at him. “No.”
“No?” he asks, leaning back and staring deeply into my eyes, trying to gauge what my interest is. “What kind of kiss are you wanting, Chaney?”
“One like they do in the movies, Nova.”
“You’re not ready for a full assault, Chaney,” he warns me. “You’ve never kissed a man before and I don’t want to overwhelm you. Let’s take things slow, okay?”
“No, Nova,” I deny. “This is my dream, help me make it come true. Please.”
“You dream about kissing me?” he asks, a gleam of satisfaction and a small amount of smugness dancing in his eyes.
“Don’t you? Think about kissing me, that is,” I continue.
“That, and so much more,” he gloats. “I’d rather take things slow than go too fast and scare you away.”
I grab him by the lapels of his jacket and yank him to me. “Slow isn’t what I want or need,” I confess. “That’s not who I am.”
His hands grab my waist and he drags me toward him, lessening the small amount of distance that was between us to where our chests are touching. “So I’ve learned,” he says, releasing achuckle. “It’s one of the things I like most about you, Chaney. You take the bull by the horns and tackle any barrier in your way.”
“It’s the only way I know how to be, Nova,” I confirm. “If I hadn’t been like that, Freyja and I would’ve starved and rotted away in that basement.”
