“And what?” She snorted. “Become Stevie Jameson-Daugherty?”
Stone looked at Nico again. “Sounds kinda good.”
Nico’s mouth twisted. “Or, you know, we do it alphabetically. Daugherty-Jameson.”
“I like that, too,” he acknowledged.
“Hello!” Stevie shouted, drawing their attention back to her. “This is insane.”
Stone looked at Nico again. “She’s right. Plus, I’m not sure it’s workin’.”
Nico pursed his lips and nodded. “We should bring out the big guns, huh?”
“Good idea.”
“What’re the big guns?” Stevie asked, backing up, although they were still holding her arms.
“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll show you.”
“We can’t! Jäger’s here.”
“Did I mention I picked up a kennel for him the other day? Even got him some toys.” Stone told her. “Figured he might need it for nights y’all stay over here.”
He continued to crowd her toward the bedroom.
“Any more excuses?” Nico asked.
She giggled. “No. No, no. We’re not doin’ this. We’re supposed to be havin’ a serious conversation.”
“We can be serious when you’re naked.”
With Nico beside him, Stone took off after her when she made a break for it toward the bedroom.
***
Stevie had no idea how they’d gottento his point. One second, she’d been ready to dress them both down for the shit day she’d had, thanks to the women from their past. Next, she was racing to Stone’s bedroom in an attempt to get away from them while at the same time hoping they would catch her and break out the big guns like they promised.
Her head was spinning, and euphoria-induced laughter bubbled out of her. Seeing them on their knees, asking… God, she wasn’t sure they’d been serious, but secretly, she hoped they were because the thought of spending the rest of her life with them was the only way to erase images of that bitch coming out of Stone’s bedroom wearing only his shirt. Or listening to Melanie go on and on about how she regretted ending things with Nico and how desperate she was for a second chance.
One would’ve been bad enough. Two was simply cruel.
But she couldn’t deny their reactions to those situations had done wonders for her ego.
Stevie squealed when big arms curled around her, lifting her off her feet. She giggled as Stone carried her into his room.
“We’re so not done with you, baby,” he whispered, his breath warm on her neck.
Before she could say anything, Stone spun around, still holding her up in the air. Nico appeared a few seconds later, his eyes blazing with an emotion she hadn’t seen before. It was a mixture of so many things—lust, love, maybe even adoration—and it sent a frisson of heat zinging through her bloodstream.
“Where’s Jäger?” she asked, buying time.
“Safe and secure with his new toy,” Nico answered.
She giggled and twisted when Nico reached for the button on her jeans, his intentions clear. With Stone holding her the way he was, she was at their mercy. The only sound in the room was her muted grunts and uncontrollable laughter as Nico proceeded to tickle her while he stripped her from the waist down. Only then did Stone lower her so her feet met the hardwood. He didn’t release her, holding her still so Nico could eliminate the rest of her clothing.
And then she was naked, and they weren’t.
It was a heady feeling, especially when Nico looked at her like she was dessert.
