My eyes flutter closed, and a yawn slips out of my mouth. “Good talk,” I whisper, my lips curving into a smile.
His chest rumbles in silent laughter as his warm lips press against my brow. “Sleep, my love. I’ve got you. Always.”
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I stir sometimelater, conscious of soft voices talking and the feel of light cotton over my skin. My cheek is pressed to Theo’s chest, and I’m comforted by the steady beat of his heart.
“You love her,” Saint says, and I squeeze my eyes tight to keep them closed.
“More than I ever realized,” Theo admits, pulling me in even closer.
“It’s good now?” Saint asks.
“Yeah. We’ve cleared the air.” Theo plants a kiss in my hair. “You okay with this?”
Silence rings out in the dark room. “Yeah, man,” he says after a few awkward beats. “Can’t promise I won’t get jealous, because she brings out a side of me I wasn’t aware I was hiding, but you’re my brother. Caz and Galen too. I don’t want to fight with any of you. You might need to be patient.”
“It’s cool, brother, and I’ll need to get used to sharing her too. Last time, she was all mine, and I know how good that feels.”
Warmth blossoms in my chest, and my heart swells.
“You need her, and she needs you too,” Saint says, and I’m so proud of him for his selflessness. “You offer her something we can’t, and we can’t be selfish. This is all about her.”
“It is,” Theo whispers. “Lo is all that matters.”
“You hear that, princess?” Saint says, and I hear the amusement lacing his tone. “You can stop pretending you’re asleep now.”
“I wasn’t pretending,” I say over a yawn. “I just didn’t want to interrupt. Seemed rude.” I open my eyes, staring into Theo’s gorgeous amber-hued gaze.
The couch dips at the end, and I glance down at Saint. He slides his hand under the cotton sheet someone draped over us, finding my feet. “It’s only three a.m. You should go back to sleep.” His warm hands rub up and down my legs.
“Come here,” I demand, not feeling sleepy anymore. “I need to kiss you.”
He gets up, dropping to his knees on the ground before me, and I twist around and kiss him. Theo stirs, and I hold on to his arm, keeping him in place. I tear my lips from Saint’s, angling around to softly kiss Theo. “Now I’ve confirmation it’s all about me,” I say, my gaze alternating between the two guys, “I’d like to make a request.” My lips kick up as Saint rolls his eyes.
“I have a feeling we’ll never hear the end of this,” Saint drawls.
“I want you both sleeping in my bed tonight.”
“Whatever you need, baby,” Theo says, kissing my cheek.
Saint stands, sliding his arms underneath my naked body, as Theo peels the cover back. Saint scoops me into his arms, and I curl into him, burying my nose in his neck, ingesting the scent that is uniquely Saint Lennox as he carries me upstairs with Theo following close behind.
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“Morning.” Caz dropsa kiss on the end of my nose when I amble into the kitchen the next morning. “Sleep well?” he teases.
I wink as I pour myself a cup of coffee. “I slept perfectly snuggled between Theo and Saint.”
“Someone sounds loved up.” He waggles his brows before biting into a slice of buttery toast.
“Stop giving her a hard time,” Theo says, coming up behind me and snaking his arms around my waist. “You should be pleased we’ve patched up our differences.”
“Is that what we’re calling it now?” Caz jokes. “I think your dick was still inside her when we got home.”
Theo locks up, his body tense behind me, and I draw soft circles on the back of his hand, urging him to relax.
“Stop teasing.” I pour a coffee for Theo, and he reluctantly breaks our embrace.
