Ezekial enters moments later, loosening his tie and nodding at me, then Sai, before the shadows slink back to the corners of the room.
“She’s fine,” I offer, before either ask. “Still sleeping.”
Kane moves closer, grasping the edge of the coffee table and moving it to the very edge of the sofa. Close enough to touch her if he dared, but he doesn’t. His eyes dart over her sleeping frame, her face, my fingers threaded in her hair, and then Sai’s hand upon her leg.
I glance at Ezekial and Sai, before facing Kane. “How are you feeling, my friend?”
He doesn’t reply, doesn’t get a chance to.
“Yes, Mr. Mine,” Sai jumps in, voice sharper than ever. “Howareyou feeling?”
He truly has no tact. And, normally, I loved him for it. But maybe not right now.
“I could feel her so strongly,” Kane murmurs suddenly, ignoring Sai for a moment. Then he finally looks at us. “I could feel you all, through her. I’ve never felt emotions like that. The intensity, the range. Some I don’t think I’ve ever had before.” He runs a hand through his hair, gaze dropping. “Now I understand how she felt—feeling all of us, all the time—it was… overwhelming. Your want, your need, they were so strong they twisted into… something else.”
“You were scared,” I say, seeing it in his eyes, in the tightness of his jaw. “And it made you—”
“Turn into a possessive asshole,” Sai adds.
No. Tact.
“Mate, we’reallpossessive,” Sai continues casually, shadows surging at his words as he gestures to the sleeping goddess in our laps. “Possession isn’t the problem.”
“That’s a totally healthy outlook,” Ezekial mumbles dryly.
Sai stays focused on Kane. “You just need to learn how to share.”
Kane stares at him, but his expression is unreadable. That look could mean death, or surrender.
“I can… share,” Kane says, eventually.
Sai stares, open-mouthed, as a disbelieving laugh slips out. “Mate, you can’t even say it.”
“I canshare,” Kane repeats, but he doesn’t sound quite sure.
“Really?” Sai glances down at his hand, still resting over Jasmine’s calf. “Because you keep looking at my fingers like you’re going to bite them off.”
Kane’s gaze shifts immediately to the floor.
“Zeek, please tell me you two have… y’know. That you’ve shared before,”Sai asks, blocking Kane from the internal conversation.
Ezekial undoes his top button.“Not…exactly.”
Sai glances at me, eyes wide, before turning back to Ezekial.“And what the fuck does thatmean?”
“We’ve watched together, but never… together.”
Sai makes a strangled sound in the back of his throat before dropping the mental conversation. “This is a disaster. Just picture it, we’re all there, together with our girl, thenbang—shadow rips your dick off.”
Kane scowls, disgusted. “I wouldn’t touch your dick.” Sai scoffs. “But maybe your hands…”
Sai stares, mouth open with a half-laugh mixed with shock. “Did you just… is Mr-Feels-A-Lot making jokes now?” Sai looks between us all, but not one of us knows quite what to say.
“Ican share,” Kane suddenly mutters to no one in particular, back to watching Jasmine’s leg.
“Where was he?”I ask Ezekial as the room settles in silence.
“The house,”he answers, opening the drink cabinet.“In the room where they slept together.”
