I don’t think I can share.
“Are you wanting to sleep with us both?” I finally ask the question. “Because I can’t tell if you’re just saying you like us both, or if you want to sleep with us both.”
Georgia exhales, her top teeth biting into her lip as her gaze bounces between us. “Both statements are correct.”
“Great,” Emmett grins. “I’m down to share. It doesn’t bother me. I made that pretty clear last night. I don’t mind sharing. Not with Brody.”
She nods her head, her shoulders dropping. “So, you’re fine if I see where things go with Brody?”
See where things go.
“You don’t get to just have your cake and eat it, too,” I snap, shaking my head at the two of them. “You two sound ludicrous.”
“I think she should have her cake and eat it, too,” Emmett snaps right back. “Besides, we’re all grown adults, and peopledate multiple people all the time. You’re just jealous.” He smirks, and I swear I could punch him right in the fucking face for it.
“I’m not the kind of woman who dates like that,” Georgia interjects. “In fact, I don’t really understand why I can’t get either one of you out of my head.” She angles her body toward me. “But I guess that’s your decision to make, so if you need to take time to think about it, then that’s okay.”
“Fine.” I shove myself back from the table, painfully aware thatI’mthe one now acting out. But still, I stand to my feet and grab the remainder of my muffin.
“Don’t forget the trash,” Emmett says, his tone almost sweet. “Georgia shouldn’t have to clean up after us.”
I glare at him, ignoring the giggle that comes from Georgia. “I thought I was the captain.” I fist the paper, and then head for the trash can, tossing it inside. I make a break for the bow of the boat, desperate for some fresh air.
I can’t believe they think it’s a good idea.
I can’t believe she wants Emmett just as much as me.
And I can’tbelieveI’m actually considering it.
“Fuck,” I say the word for the hundredth time, tossing the rest of my muffin out into the ocean. I’m sure the fish will appreciate it much more than I do.
Both of us sleeping with the same woman… what a stupid idea.
Except the longer I stand there, the ocean spraying my face, the more my brain reminds me over and over about how good she felt.
But what would Robert think about it? He’d kill both of us.
The guilt momentarily takes front and center, but Georgia is right. Weareall consenting adults, and maybe I’m beating myself up for nothing. I’m apparently the only one who’s struggling with the dynamic. Emmett doesn’t seem to have any problem at all with it.
But he’s also a playboy and rarely thinks twice about who he fucks.
I purse my lips, shaking my head at the war I’ve started with myself. Maybe I’m just overreacting about it all. Georgia is a sweet, sexy woman and seems to be into me.
Just because Catherine destroyed my faith in relationships doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy something good while it lasts. It’s bound to end eventually… right?
My eyes linger on the muffin remnants, floating in the deep blue water. It won’t be long, and we’ll be docked at the Outer Banks for a while, giving us all some space from each other.
And plenty of alone time with Georgia if I want it.
I take a deep inhale, spin on my heel, and head right back into the main lounge and kitchen area. As walk through the door, I catch sight of Emmett and Georgia, still sitting at the kitchen table, lost in conversation.
I clear my throat, and Georgia’s head turns, her eyes meeting mine.
“That didn’t take you very long,” she chimes, her expression filled with curiosity. “But if you’re coming to lecture me, please save it. You can just say no.”
I nod. “I’m aware that you’re a grown adult, and that you’ve had experiences with both me and Emmett.” I force the words out, ignoring the jealousy twisting in my chest. “I understand that I was an asshole.”
“Glad you’re willing to admit it,” Emmett smirks.
