Cam patted her on the ass then plucked her off his lap and plopped her onto Sawyer’s. He rose from the couch and walked away, Hutch following behind.
“They’ve lost their freaking minds,” she grumbled.
Sawyer snickered. “Maybe you don’t have them twisted around your little finger as much as you thought, baby doll.”
She glared at him. “You act as though I manipulate them.”
Sawyer regarded her solemnly. “Manipulate? No, that isn’t your style. But you have to admit, you’re not used to them standing up to you and telling you no. You know and I know they’d damn well cut off their right arms for you.”
She leaned into his chest and closed her eyes.
“Why did things have to change, Sawyer?” she whispered. “I don’t like what’s happened to us.”
His arms came around her, hugging her tight against him.
“Nothing ever stays the same, honey. And here’s something to consider. What you view as changing everything, something you regret, is something that me and Cam and Sawyer have looked forward to. Longed for. Wanted for a damn long time.”
She drew away and stared into his eyes. He looked so serious. So somber. “How long?” she asked softly.
He touched her cheek then cupped the back of her neck and pulled her down to meet his lips. There was an urgency to his kiss. His mouth worked hot over hers, molding her to him.
“Forever?” he rasped. “It sure seems like it. If you want a specific date, I’m afraid I can’t give that to you. But in a lot of ways, you’ve been ours since the day you blacked mine and Cam’s eyes when we teased Hutch about him having a friend who was a girl.”
Her chest tingled, and she felt curiously lightheaded. Ours. Just the way he said it sent a ridiculous thrill through her system. Belonging to someone, being loved by someone, was scary enough, but needed and wanted by three men?
It felt edgy, exciting and terrifying all in one fell swoop.
“Okay baby, open up,” Hutch said.
She looked up to see him and Cam standing by the couch in front of Sawyer. Hutch was holding a glass of water in one hand and a pill in the other while Cam held a small Ziploc bag of ice.
Sawyer eased her from his lap to sit beside him. Cam sat down on the other side of her and picked up her wrist. He carefully strapped the brace back on and then placed the bag of ice over it.
Hutch dropped the pill into her free hand and waited as she put it into her mouth. Then he handed her the glass, and she gulped down the pill in one swallow.
“You’re starting to scare me with all this compliance,” Hutch said with a grin.
She shot him a nasty look and his grin got bigger.
“Don’t smile at me,” she muttered.
He laughed. “So I can’t kiss you or touch you and now I can’t smile at you either?”
“No.”
“We’ll see about that,” he said with a smirk.
Regina sighed. Incorrigible. She leaned against Sawyer’s side as weariness assailed her. His hand tangled in her hair as he massaged her scalp.
“Mmmm, that feels really good.”
When she opened her eyes again, Cam was checking his watch. Sawyer continued to stroke her hair in gentle up-and-down motions as Cam held the ice pack on her wrist.
“You’ve got two minutes, Reggie darling. And then I’m taking you up to bed.”
“Bossy,” she muttered. “It doesn’t look good on you.”
Cam smiled. “Youlook good on me, though.”
