“He had no choice,” I said. “And you know it.”
My answer didn’t mollify either man, but Everett calmed and looped his arms around my neck. “You seem surprisingly okay with it.”
“I am,” I said as I bent my head to brush my lips over his. “I was never going to accept the assignment anyway.”
“But it was your dream,” Everett said. “It’s the White House, Nash. It was going to get you closer to what you’ve always wanted – to protect the president.”
“I am protecting the president,” I said softly. “And fucking him,” I added as I kissed him gently. “And loving him.” Another kiss. “And becoming a family with him.” I kissed him again, then leaned back so I could look at him. “That was always the real dream, Everett.” I looked at Gage and said, “And I got to do it twice.”
I’d known that along with the reporters would come the potential loss of my job, and for about ten seconds I’d had to deal with the crushing blow of knowing I’d failed. But one look at my new family as we’d sat around the kitchen table eating slightly burned tuna casserole and joking about the gassy dog lying at our feet had caused an overwhelming feeling of rightness to come over me.
“I’m exactly where I belong,” I said. “We both are, aren’t we, Everett?”
We hadn’t actually talked about the future, but it was an answer I needed now more than ever.
Everett nodded. “We are.” We both looked pointedly at Gage.
His response was to flip the lock on the door and then he was striding toward us. He kissed us both deeply before saying, “We’ll talk to Charlie tomorrow. Want both of you waking up inmybed for a change.”
Although we hadn’t had to sneak around anymore and Gage spent every night with us, it felt like we weren’t fully connected just yet. And we still had to be careful while we were outside, since Everett hadn’t come out yet. It was something he was eager to do, but he wanted to do it right. Fortunately, Reese had insisted to Everett that he was okay with the three of us being in a relationship, so we’d been able to be affectionate with one another in his presence, as well as Charlie’s and Phillipe’s.
Gage and I put Everett between us as we took turns kissing him. But we didn’t get far before Everett stepped out of the embrace. He backed up just a bit and let his eyes rake over both of us. “Kiss,” he ordered quietly.
Gage smiled just a little and then stepped into my arms. It wasn’t often that Everett liked to take control, but it sure was a lot of fun when he did. The man’s sexual confidence had exploded since our first night together.
Gage nipped my lip gently before he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He explored for a bit, then his fingers tangled in my hair and everything changed. The kiss turned raw and rough as he took what he wanted. He forced my head back and gently bit into the skin of my neck before soothing the spot with his tongue. He did it over and over until I was sure I’d come in my pants. But when I went for the button of his pants, Gage grabbed my hand and forced both of my arms behind my back. “Keep them there,” he said. The demand had my dick pressing so hard against my pants that I was sure I’d have a permanent imprint of the zipper on my skin.
“What did you have in mind tonight, baby?” Gage asked Everett as he nuzzled my neck.
I managed a glance at Everett and saw that he was leaning heavily against the wall and fondling himself through his pants. Hiseyes met mine before he slid them to Gage. “Do you remember the first night?”
Gage nodded. “Perfectly,” he said.
“Do you remember when you asked me if I was sure I wanted you both?”
I saw Gage’s eyes flare with heat as he said, “Yeah.” My own lust-filled brain was making it hard to focus, so I didn’t understand the knowing look that passed between the two men.
“That’s what I want,” Everett said. “You both… with nothing between us.”
I definitely understood the last part. Gage and I had gotten tested in recent days when we’d been able to escape the press’s watchful eye. Since Everett had only been sexually active with Pierce, and it had been over a decade since they’d last been together and they’d always used condoms, we’d made the decision that Everett hadn’t needed to get tested. My results had come just this morning, so this would be our first opportunity to ditch the condoms.
But I wasn’t sure why that was worthy of mentioning.
“Are you sure, baby?” Gage asked.
“Wait, what am I missing?” I asked.
Gage brushed his mouth over mine. “He wants us both, Jonathan.”
Warmth spread in my belly at the use of my name. In public, they only ever called me Nash, but when it was just us, it was always Jonathan.
TheirJonathan.
“Yeah, and?”
“Think about it a second,” Gage said as his hands slid over my ass. He kissed me deeply.
“I can’t think for shit when you do that,” I muttered when we both came up for air. “He wants us both… he has us both all the time, so I?—”
