Evie’s cheeks turned pink. “Maybe,” she squeaked.
I leaned down to murmur against her ear. “I like the idea of fucking him while he’s inside you.”
Her muscles tightened and she turned her head, looking up at me with wide eyes. I smirked because her face was all red now, even her chest.
“You’re impossible,” she whispered. “We’re in public.”
“Mm-hmm. And just thinking about it turns you on, doesn’t it?”
Her knees squeezed together, but she didn’t disagree.
Right on time, Matthew walked out the ER doors and spotted us. Evie sat straight up as he approached. And I, being the menace I was, didn’t stop myself from telling him why our girl was blushing.
“I told her we should convince Austin to join us so I can fuck him while he fucks her,” I said.
Matthew’s eyes widened. “Nick.”
“He’s terrible,” Evie mumbled.
“I’m just saying.” I stood up with a broad grin and held out my hand to Evie’s. She took it reluctantly and I pulled her to stand between us. “It would be hot. I’ve had a rough day, let a man dream.”
“I’m having regrets about offering to nurse you back to health,” Matthew chuckled.
“Terrible,” Evie said again, but now she was smiling too. “I have to get up early again in the morning, but . . . you’re both welcome over. Or we could tuck Nick in and call him while we have fun.”
“No fair.” I made a pouting face. “I want to be there. Let me sit in a cuck chair like a normal person.”
Matthew laughed. “God, okay, let’s get out of here before anyone overhears you.”
“Did you give him meds or something?” Evie asked.
“No, I think this is just his personality.”
“Twenty-four seven,” I confessed. “Night and day. Absolutely filthy. I’m just getting started, too.”
“Okay, okay.” Matthew slid his hand along my lower back, and damn if that didn’t turn me on. I couldn’t break my silly grin as he guided the two of us out of the waiting room and to the parking lot. “We’ll go to Evie’s.”
“I can give you a spare key,” Evie said as we got into Matthew’s car. I took the back seat. “Then you can sleep late in the morning if you want. Or one of us can take you home later.”
I let out a low whistle. “A key? Next week, we’ll be married.”
Evie let out a husky laugh. Matthew rolled his eyes as he turned on the car and backed out of the spot.
“For the record, you shouldn’t have sex over the next week. No screen time. You need rest.”
I wrinkled my nose. “I’m going to die without sex. I got a couple great nights with both of you and now I have to wait a whole week?”
Matthew chuckled. “You’ll survive.”
Evie turned around and beamed at me. “I’ll just send you photos and voice recordings so you can think about what you’ll do once you can touch me.”
“You’re so mean,” I whispered.
She giggled as she turned back to face the front. The rest of the drive flew by, and I wasn’t sure if that was because I felt taken care of and couldn’t stop smiling, or because I had a concussion. Regardless, Matthew pulled into Evie’s driveway and they both made a strange sound.
“Fuck,” Evie mumbled.
“I think this is good,” Matthew said. “Might as well talk through stuff.”
