“We want to get to know all about our adventurous bartender without any distractions.” Shane enlightens me as he dries himself off, and I secretly drool. I didn’t get a good look at either of their bodies last night. Not even close to the bird’s-eye view they got of mine. So I take the opportunity to ogle the gorgeous, shirtless man standing in front of me. Shane’s body frame isn’t as wide as Chase’s, but his muscles are long, lean, and defined with a large, winged tattoo stamped across his chest. Art I wasn’t privy to last night. Once he’s dry, he takes a seat next to me, and I am all at once sandwiched yet again between a narrow wall of holy hotness.
“So now that you have me, what are you planning on doing with me?” Two searing gazes burn a hole straight through my clothes.
“Talk,” Shane answers.
“About?”
“Everything. Anything. You, us.”
“Why?” I ask the million-dollar question.
“Because we have a connection, and Chase and I want to pursue it.”
“Pursue what exactly?”
Chase and Shane share a mysterious look. I’ve noticed they do that, and I’m not sure how I feel about being the odd man out. Two against one are never fair odds.
“A relationship.”
“Like sexual relationship? Have neither of you ever been with a woman before?”
They both burst into hysterics.
“We’ve been with women before,” Chase sets me straight.
“Oh, so I wasn’t your first?” I pretend to pout.
“No, but we both think you’re very special.”
“Special? You’ve known me all of twenty-four hours. How special could I possibly be?”
Shane exhales. “Jenn, I’m just going to lay it all out on the table for you so you can consider what we’re proposing. We understand it’s a lot in a very short amount of time. But Chase and I are firm believers in striking while the iron’s hot and going after what we want.”
“And you want me?”
“Yes, we want you. We want to pursue a romantic relationship with you. The three of us. Together.”
“But you don’t even know me.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing.
“We want to get to know you. And we want you to get to know us. It’s the whole point of tonight. We know we’re compatible sexually. So what’s the harm in seeing if our personalities mesh, too?”
“Because you two already have each other. What do you need me for?” I blink my eyelashes incredulously.
“Jenn.” Chase takes my hand. “Shane and I are committed to each other, that’s true, but we feel like we’re missing something. Like our relationship isn’t whole—”
“Without a woman?” I finish before he can.
Chase nods.
“Have you two ever been in a relationship with a woman? Together, I mean.”
“Yes, briefly we were with someone. She wasn’t right. It ended badly.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I frown.
“Don’t be. It was for the best. But it did make us realize what we want.”
“Which is?”
