Kraven shrugged with a shit-eating grin. “But it’s what I do best.”
Without thinking twice about it, I reached for Julius’s hand, and then I reached for Kraven’s, setting them both on my lap. They watched my every move.
“This is what I want.” My voice didn’t shake.
Julius’s gaze dropped to where my hand held his.
“So last night wasn’t a one-time thing?” Julius asked, his tone neutral.
I threw his own question back at him. “Do you want it to be?”
Kraven didn’t move. I did feel his attention sharpen, waiting for his answer as much as I was.
“I don’t know how to make this work, Isla. I’m not going to lie and say last night wasn’t hard for me, but I’m also not going to lie and say I didn’t enjoy it.”
Trying to find out as much as I could, I asked, “What part did you enjoy?”
With his other hand, which was still on the back of the couch, he started rubbing the nape of my neck.
“The part of being with you.”
I nodded in understanding.
“I don’t know if this is going to work.”
Kraven cocked his head to the side. “Then why are you still here?”
Julius didn’t answer right away. He just looked at me, admitting, “I don’t want to leave.”
No one fought.
No one pushed back.
We just stayed there like that.
The three of us.
KRAVEN
With the way she sat between us with her hands still resting on top of ours that were comfortably placed on her lap, it mattered.She wasn’t hiding anything anymore, and it gave me hope for the future.
Julius hadn’t moved either, which mattered just as much. I knew he struggled with all of this, and the truth was, I was too. I had no idea how to make any of this work. We were all experiencing this together for the first time, and I took comfort in that.
There were no set rules for something like this. We’d make our own along the way, and if I knew Julius as well as I claimed, it wouldn’t take long until he set some boundaries. It was the control freak in him.
My relationship with Isla had always been much different from theirs. I didn’t care if I came in second place in her heart. All that mattered to me was that I was there and that she loved me. It was good enough for me.
As far as who the father of the baby was, I thought I’d need to be the one, mostly because I didn’t want to lose her. Now that we had an arrangement, it didn’t matter as much as it did. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love for her to be carrying my baby, but in the end, I’d be in their life, and that was good enough for me.
Julius was always quick to react when something didn’t sit right with him. He pushed, he fought, he instinctively tried to take control of the situation. This was probably driving him up a fucking wall, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought.
It just proved how much he really did love her. He wasn’t reacting in any way I assumed he would. The second I had my dick in her mouth last night, I thought he was going to throw me across the room. Except he didn’t pay any attention to what was happening with her and me.
He was too focused on her.
Julius’s stare met mine. “You really think this is sustainable?”
I asked the real question. “I guess it depends on whether you want it to be.”
