“Yeah. I do. We both want you to be happy.”
“Well then you should have told me not to do this.”
She snorted and waited for me to remember the conversation we’d had at her bakery. I groaned as I replayed what she’d said, what she’d been right to say.
Evie had told me this was a bad idea.
“You know,” she said lightly. “I think you should live a little and fall for both of them. Tell Madi to stay. Move in together. Go the whole nine yards. Let them love you. Love them back. Spend the rest of your life getting that hot and primal kinky sex you’ve been missing out on.”
“It’s . . . I just . . .”
“You deserve it,” she said. “You really do. It’s time. Don’t let your issues with your mom ruin your relationship with two people who look at you like you’re the stars in their sky. She shouldn’t be able to steal something else from you.”
Avery returned with a slice of chocolate cake and sat back down next to me.
“I love you,” I sighed. “Both of you. I’m sorry I’m a mess.”
“We all are,” Avery muttered. “I have one more thing to say. Which is this—if what you’re feeling is actually love, it’s worth the trouble. It’s worth the risk. Okay?”
“Okay,” I whispered.
All I could think about was Madi’s interview.
This all would have been so much easier if I didn’t feel anything.
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
June
On Sunday, there was a full moon.
Before Dallas and Madi, I wouldn’t have given a single shit about the full moon. Astrology had never been my area of expertise, that had always been Evie. Witchy vibes? Yes. Actual witchcraft? I left that to my gorgeous baker friend.
I shivered with anticipation as I waited.
I’d put everything else out of my mind. There was something building inside of me, a pressure I was constantly shoving down. Madi still hadn’t told us about the interview. There was just a week left of her being here.
But I needed to let that go.
For thehunt.
Primal play was something I’d never expected myself to love so much, but I was hungry for it. It had awakened something inside me. Since the first night Dallas chased me down, I’d craved more. I loved the roughness of it. I loved knowing that he’d use me, fuck me, then take care of me after.
That he’d take care of us.
With the moon this bright, I could see everything around us. I could see the cacti, the tall grass, the spines of mountains, the houses of my neighborhood in the distance. I could have beenon another planet. When Whynot was quiet, everything was so painfully serene and beautiful.
But then there would be the three of us. Uninterrupted. Raw. Giving into our animalistic instincts.
It was late and we were far away enough that I wasn’t worried about anyone nosy looking out their window and goingoh god—that June Moore is standing outsidenakedin nothing but her running shoes.
Well, I also had panties on.
Just so Dallas could rip them off me.
I wasn’t exactly sure what his plan was yet. I’d been sent a very ominous text this morning while at the shop.
Dallas: Moon out tonight. I want both of you waiting for me at 3 a.m. behind June’s house. Different spots. Get ready to run.
