“I don't have any as of yet. Why?” Finley replied.
“Why don't you stick around until Sorcha has to be at the shop at two? I think the three of us should spend time together outside of the bedroom,” Zaine told him.
“Yeah, that's a good idea. How do you know what time she has to be at the shop?” Finley asked.
“She's had it for a few years, and she keeps to the same schedule, so I have it memorized.”
“You've had a thing for her for a long time, haven't you?” Finley asked.
“Yeah, I have. For years,” he admitted. “I wasn't willing to lose her friendship if she didn't feel the same way about me, so I kept it to myself,” he replied.
“That's why I never said anything to you, I didn't want to lose you,” Sorcha said from the foot of the bed. “Last night, you said you weren't letting go. Well, neither am I. I want you both, and I want to see where this thing between us goes,” she added.
Zaine held his hand out for her, and when she slipped her hand into his, he pulled her onto the bed with them. “That sounds really good to me, Angel. What about you, Finley?”
“It sounds damn good to me, too, because I'm not going anywhere.”
Zaine pulled Sorcha into his arms and claimed her lips in a heated kiss. Then he handed her to Finley, who ravished her mouth as well.
“I am one lucky girl,” Sorcha panted. “But I don't know that I could handle you both right now,” she told them.
“We wore our girl out,” Zaine chuckled.
“What can I say, I'm not used to taking two men at once. I'm not complaining, I just need a little recovery time,” Sorcha said.
“Of course, Angel. Today is about relaxing until you have to go back to the shop,” Zaine replied.
“That sounds heavenly,” Sorcha said as she curled up between them.
“Let me take care of the breakfast dishes, then we'll put a movie on, lady's choice,” Zaine said, setting his plate on the tray and taking it downstairs. He got the dishes rinsed and in the dishwasher, then returned to his bedroom. He crawled into bed, turned the Roku on, and pulled up Netflix.
“Oh, 27 Dresses! I love that movie,” Sorcha said.
“Then let's watch it,” Zaine said and they snuggled in to do just that.
A little after noon, Sorcha sighed. “I have to be getting home. I need a shower before I take over for Micah.”
“All right, Sweetheart. Let's get dressed so we can get you home,” Finley said.
They climbed out of bed and Zaine watched as Sorcha pulled on her clothes. He went to her and pulled her into his arms once she was done. He dipped his head and kissed her. “Have a good day at work, Angel.”
“Mm. I'll do my best,” she replied.
Zaine walked them to the door, gave Sorcha one last kiss, and watched them go.
Sorcha
Sorcha slid into the passenger seat of Finley's SUV and hummed when he leaned in to kiss her. “A girl could get used to this,” she murmured.
“Good, because there's more where that came from, Sweetheart,” he told her.
She watched him go around and get in. Then they were off through town to her shop.
“Can I walk you up?” Finley asked after he'd parked.
“I'd like that,” she replied. When Finley opened the door for her, she took his hand and let him help her out. Then she led him to the side of the building and the stairs leading up to her apartment. At the landing, she turned to him.
“Thank you for an amazing date,” she said and leaned up on her tippy toes to brush her lips across his.
