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“The case won’t close in a week, but if there is something on here that tells us who did it, then we will likely have an arrest in a few days,” Forge explains.

“I’m sorry I didn’t give it to you sooner.”

“Sweetheart, we understand. It’s okay. We have it now,” Pierce says. “Forge and I will clean up. You go run a bath, and we will look through this while you’re in there.”

I nod and get up from my seat to head to their room so I can use the bathtub in their bathroom. My bathroom only has a shower.

As I walk passed Pierce, he grabs me around the waist, stopping me. I look down at him, wondering what he’s going to say. He leans in. I know what he wants, so I move the rest of the way and press my lips to his. They’re soft, warm, and taste like wine.

My chest fills with warmth and I get slightly dizzy.

It ends way too soon. I want to dive back in for more, but instead, I whisper, “Thank you.”

He smiles and loosens his grip. I go start the bath.

It takes a while to fill because it’s so big, so while I wait, I go upstairs to gather my pajamas and extra soap that I can leave in their bathroom.

When I come back down, my items gathered in my arms, I find them sitting at their desk that’s tucked away in the corner. Everything that was in my room is now in that corner. It’s a nice reminder that they made space for me.

They’re looking at their computer, and I’m curious to know how that little object connects to it, but I don’t want to ask. This is their job and I don’t want to interfere with it, so I go to the bathroom, close the door halfway and put my things on the counter before sorting through them so I can put the soaps on the bathtub ledge.

When it’s halfway full, I get in, hissing at the temperature of the water. It’s a little too hot, so I lower it a little. I wait a minute for the water to cool, and then I ease my way into the water. When it’s full enough, I shut off the faucets and turn on the jets that hit all the right spots on my body to ease muscles I didn’t even realize where sore. As I ease back, I remember that I have my soaps, so I sit up to grab the bottle of bubble bath and pour some into the water, swishing it around to make the bubbles. It smells like vanilla and honey.

I close my eyes and I lay back and listen to the soft sounds of the jets whirring beneath me.

My thoughts drift to Pierce and Forge. I think of the look on their face when I asked about them helping me through my heat this month. It makes stomach warm and between my legs gets tingly.

There are a lot of things I don’t know from being tucked away in the village. I’m not so naive that I think I know everything. I always knew there was a lot out there because we had people who traveled back and forth to the city and told us stories. I was just never interested in any of that stuff, and though I find it all convenient now, I think it would be easy to slip right back into my old life.

Only, I don’t want to. I want to stay here with Pierce and Forge. I want to bond with them. I want to have sex with them.

I’ve never done that before with anyone, and I never really had the urge to touch myself, not until I dealt with my heat last month. But I know what it feels like to want it because I know my body. And right now, all I can think about is Forge and Pierce touching me.

I wonder if they will touch each other, or if they will save it all for me. I don’t care either way because I think watching them with each other would be really hot.

There is still more to this conversation that we need to have. About them. Our limits. Stuff like that. I know how everything works, even though I’ve never done it before.

It’s also probably a good time to figure out how I want to set up my nest. I already crave their scent and have some of their clothes in my bed that I sleep with at night—though I’m not sure they know that. They don’t go up to my room because they say it’s my safe space. But I do the laundry, and a couple of times, there has been a shirt or pair of pants that smells especially enticing, so I take it upstairs and tuck it under my pillow.

Tonight, though, I think I’ll sleep with them, if they’ll let me.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Pierce

I listen to the echo of the water as it fills the tub, my thoughts drifting to Raewyn naked in my bathroom.

She’s taken baths in there before, and I can’t help that I think of how she looks in there. I try not to, because it feels disrespectful, but it’s too difficult not to. Especially now, right after she asked us to help her through her heat.

It was a simple question that got a yes or no answer, but there is a lot that we need to talk about still when it comes to that. We need to know her limits and boundaries before we start, so we don’t cross them. An omega in heat will ask for anything to soothe that pain, and I want to make sure we don’t do something that will upset her afterwards.

“Let’s get this over with,” Forge says, dropping into the desk chair.

He opens the laptop and turns it on, entering his password.

“Wait—” I say. He looks up at me. “Should we be using that computer?”

“It’s my work laptop.” He says it like the answer should be obvious.