I climb into the booth with my back to the door, while Demitri joins me. Graham takes his place on the opposite side of the table. I never sit with my back to the door, but sinceGraham is over there, I am trusting him to have my six. Demitri settles into the booth with his thigh resting next to mine, our legs touching, like he doesn’t dare to move out of my orbit.
“Well, we are working together for one, and they don’t seem to take no for an answer.” I giggle slightly.Where the fuck did that come from? I don’t giggle. I am not one of those kinds of girls. Next thing you know, I’m going to be twirling a lock of hair around my finger.
I feel Demitri lean over and whisper in my ear. “Mmm, Little Fox, it is my mission to make you giggle like that again.” He pulls his lips away from my ear, and I feel every single word shoot to my clit. I’m fucked. It’s official.
“Interesting,” Grant responds while his gaze darts between the guys. “Well, let me go check on my other tables, and I’ll be back.” He gives them a sharp look, like they are in trouble.
“He’s a little intense. Still thinks he’s in charge of y’all?”
“Always. Since he’s in Detroit, he tries to keep tabs on us. He used to help us out on occasion when we needed an extra body, but he’s retired, officially now. This pub is his busy-work.” Hutch responds while I feel Demitri’s hand land softly on my thigh.
“That’s adorable,” I say with a smile. “He is still looking after his boys.”
“We are far from boys. Would you like us to show you?” Hutch’s gaze darkens, and lust fills his eyes.
“Maybe later.” Is the only thing I can think of to come back with.
CHAPTER 16
GRAHAM
“Maybe later” There is a flirty smirk on her face.
I lean across the table and lower my voice. “Little Witch, you don’t know what you are agreeing to yet.” I wish she would just give into her desires. I know she has some reservations, but she is definitely interested in both of us.
“Hutch, you know we need to talk about things before this goes any further?” Demitri growls out.
“Fucking fun sucker.” I snap at him. I know he's right, but damn I don’t want to scare her away.
“What do we need to talk about, my Demon?” She looks over at him, worry and confusion lining her face. “I know I need to spill my shit but that made it sound like you had shit, too.”
“Everything, beautiful.” The darkness leaves his face, and a softness I don’t see often takes over.
“So I know the other day we had mentioned that we have shared women in the past, and I know that you didn’t seem okay with any of it. At the same time, we all know that you have kissed both of us-”
“I refuse to pick either of you, Hutch.” She cuts me off mid-sentence.
“Oh no, that is not what I am saying at all. Baby Girl, we want you to know that we are interested in a relationship, as in the three of us.” She looks confused, her eyes pinging between the two of us like she is watching a tennis match.
I can see the wheels turning in her head. I am just waiting for the smoke to start rolling out of her ears, like a cartoon character. She did not see this coming, granted what did she expect when she kissed both of us. She opens her mouth to speak, but nothing comes out, so she closes her mouth. She repeats this process a few times, mouth opens, mouth closes.
“I…I...I…Don’t understand. Did you say both of you want to be with me? At the same time? No fighting, no macho caveman bullshit?” Her chest is heaving, her breathing coming in erratically. I need to try, and calm her.
“I can’t promise we won’t fight sometimes over who gets to do things with you, but there will be no fighting over the girl. We have always shared a woman in the bedroom, so that is not a problem. We have never been in a relationship with her, but if it can work for sex, it's gotta work for life.” I spit out before Dee can even form a thought process. “We already do more together than we do apart. To be honest, I don’t even know how we would handle it if we each had a separate girlfriend because, lord knows, other than you, no woman would want to be always with the best friend.” I need to shut myself up, but all the words are spilling out like I am some desperate asshole. Dee’s hand reaches out to grasp hers that is fidgeting on the table, holding it gently in his.
“Little Fox, what Graham is trying to say is we both like you. What you probably don’t know, is we live together and have pretty much been attached to each other since we were kids. We joined the Marines together and have always deployed together. Being together, the three of us makes the most sense for us.”Demitri tries his best to make it sound better than whatever rambling mess I spit out a second ago.
“Ok, y’all.” Grant interrupts our conversation. “What is everyone thinking about drinking and wanting for dinner?” He is oblivious to the seriousness of the conversation we were having.
“Ummm, I will take a Jack and Coke double, please.” Nyx answers him. “Since I didn’t stick around last time long enough to eat, I’ll take the chicken tenders and fries. Lots of ranch, please.”
“I’ll take a Jack and Coke too, please, Grant.” Demetri seconds.
“Make it three.”
“Okay, do you guys want something other than liquor for dinner?” He asks Dee and I.
“Cheeseburger, loaded with bacon and french fries.” Dee orders. That is a pretty common meal for him.
