“Thank you.”
Jake patted Logan’s thigh and turned his head toward me. “Everyone must be hungry. Let’s go get food.”
I hauled myself up from the bed and held out my hand to my boys. I helped Jake off first, and then Logan hesitantly put his hand in mine, and I dragged him to his feet. Grabbing them both around the waist, I pulled them in for a hug. I’d known Jake was my happy-ever-after the moment I walked into the tattoo shop and saw him, and I felt the same way about Logan now. He completed us, even if we’d have to work to make him see that.
Together we went down to the kitchen, and Jake started making us a late lunch while I took Logan out to the car garage at the back again. Now that he wasn’t as nervous, we could have time to talk and get to know each other. That, and I wanted to have some alone time to discuss important issues.
“How are you feeling about all this?” I asked as I guided him into the garage. Flicking on the lights, I watched the area brighten until I could see my tools on one side and my covered Impala on the other.
“Good, I think.” Logan followed me over to the car and stared as I tugged off the cover. “I don’t… want to overstep my bounds.”
“You’re not.” I popped open the front door of the car and waved at it. “Want to go for a ride?”
“Won’t Jake miss us?” he asked with uncertainty.
I laughed. “I’ll message him. Come on.” Sliding into the car, I pulled out my phone and texted Jake that I was taking Logan for a ride in the Impala. He replied with a thumbs-up before Logan even got into the passenger seat. Turning on the ignition, I listened to the rumble of the V-8engine. The mechanical purr gave me a shiver of pleasure. I’d enjoyed that sound my whole life, so different from our other cars, deep and exciting.
I thought about closing the garage after we’d driven out but decided we wouldn’t be long. A trip around the neighborhood, and then Jake would have food ready.
“Let’s talk,” I said, and I guided the Impala onto our residential street. One of our neighbors was walking her golden retriever, wearing not enough clothes in this weather as far as I was concerned, but I waved at her, and she returned the gesture with a large grin. One thing I liked about our neighbors was they didn’t judge us for being a gay couple. There wasn’t any hate; rather, they’d embraced us the moment we’d moved in.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Miranda when I first arrived,” Logan murmured.
“Why are you sorry? We were strangers. Of course you weren’t going to tell us anything.” I shook my head. “I know it’s hard, but you need to stop blaming yourself for her. I don’t know what happened, but if I had to guess after yesterday, she was a terrible girlfriend.”
“I know, I just… it’s hard to explain. I tried with her, but it was never good enough.”
I laid my hand on his thigh and squeezed. “Some people are never happy. She looks like the type, too.”
He shrugged, and I knew when to change the topic.
“Do you enjoy being with us, Logan? We don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want. You’re welcome to stay in our home even if you don’t want to be with us. I want to make sure you really understand that.”
He nodded fast and grabbed my hand, raising it to his mouth and kissing it, which surprised me. “I want this. I want you and Jake.”
“Good, because we want you, too. We talked about having a third in our relationship in the past, though we never went after the idea then, and decided we’d be open to it if someone came along that we wanted. No one interested us, though, not until we met you.” I winked at him, and my entire body warmed at the smile he gave me.
“I want you and Jake, too. A lot.” His voice went deep again, and my cock twitched at the sound.
“Will you take care of Jake while I’m away?” I asked as I took a corner slowly.
“Yeah, if you’re okay with that?” he asked hesitantly.
I slid my fingers into his and put his hand on my hardening dick. He hissed, and I smirked at the sound. “The thought of you and Jake together turns me on. I want you to fuck him while I’m away, and I want to see him fuck you. I want to see you together. You’re so beautiful. Can you record it for me? I’d like to watch it when I get home, too.”
He squeezed my dick and smiled. “Yeah, definitely.”
“Nothing’s off-limits. You and Jake are free to do whatever. When it comes to you and Jake together, I won’t be jealous.”
“You won’t?” he asked carefully, peeking at me out of the corner of his eye.
“No.” I stopped the car on the side of the street and leaned over to kiss him on the lips. He moaned, angling into me as I licked at his mouth. “We’re in this together. You’re not a phase. Trust me, we could have added a lot of men into our relationship over the years, but we never wanted to take the leap. You… you’re gorgeous and smart, and I have the same feeling about you that I got with Jake. You belong with us.”
“Thank you,” he whispered, so quietly that I almost missed it. For a man who sounded so confident on his ASMR recordings, he was shy—really shy. I blamed his ex for that, and maybe his family, too. Logan hadn’t talked about them yet. “And I saw that the rest of the money we talked about was in my account today. You didn’t have to do that.”
“I said I would pay you.” He flushed when I glanced at him. “I didn’t want you to feel stuck here, if we weren’t what you wanted.”
His expression flickered between surprised and confused and finally settled on a hesitant smile. “Thanks for that, too.”
