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finally looked at Liam, who leaned one shoulder against the door frame and stared down at his bare feet. “Does Kat know that?”
    “She knows I go both ways, but we never specifically talked about you.”
    Well, shit. If that wasn’t a knife in his gut, he didn’t know what was. Hunter glared at a framed photo of Kat and Liam on their wedding day.
    He took another drink of his beer and the silence stretched between them. He wanted to ask...what? What the hell did he even want to know? This was ridiculous.
    Liam straightened from the door frame and took two steps toward him before stopping. He set his bottle on the end table and raked his hand through his hair.
    “There was nothing to talk about as long as you were gone and in denial. What would it have accomplished?”
    “And now? What is this supposed to accomplish now?”
    “It’s supposed to get it through your thick head that we can all be together,” Liam snapped.
    “Your definition of ‘together’ sucks. Kat ran out of here crying and we’re not exactly doing great.”
    “That’s my point. This isn’t how it should be. It should be like it was earlier tonight with the three of us in the kitchen. That’s how it could be.”
    “The sex was awesome.”
    “Not just the sex, dammit. Okay, the sex is part of it, but I think we could have more than just that.”
    More than the sex? How the hell was that supposed to work when Liam and Kat were married? Hunter drained his beer and leaned forward to set it next to Liam’s on the table. “I don’t see that working. Especially not when Kat’s not even in on the discussion.”
    Liam nodded slowly. “Fair enough. I don’t want her busted up over you again, so I want to know if you’re even interested.”
    “Maybe.”
    “Don’t give me that bullshit. Either you’re interested or you aren’t.”
    “It’s not bullshit. I don’t know what you have in mind.”
    Liam scraped his hand through his hair again. At this point it stood in crazy spikes all over his head. It reminded him of how Liam had looked immediately after sex. He shook his head to clear the image.
    “I want us to be together,” Liam repeated. “You, me, Kat. I want us to make a life for the three of us.”
    Something ripped open in his chest, a wound he hadn’t known he had. He’d given up the idea of a family years ago when he’d found himself alone on his back in a military hospital, the only visitors his Marine buddies and the staff. Instead of wanting some faceless wife and kids, he’d dreamed of Liam and Kat. He’d revisited that one night, that one moment, so many times that the fantasy blotted out any possibility of a real relationship. Staring up at the hospital ceiling, he’d finally admitted that there was no family in his future.
    “Do you understand what you’re asking? I’m a Marine.”
    Liam balled his fists at his sides. “I know that. What’s that got to do with anything?”
    “The fact that you’d say that is my fucking point. The Corps isn’t like other services. We deploy more often into worse situations. We move every couple of years. I’m more likely to die than if I were in some other service. That’s the reality. You have no idea what you’re asking.”
    “Yeah, actually, I do. You think I don’t know what you do is dangerous? I do. Is it somehow worse if you die and we’re together than if you die and we’re apart? What kind of sense does that make?”
    Hunter shook his head. “You don’t know how hard it would be. I couldn’t be public about an arrangement like you’re talking about. The Corps would flip its shit over that. I’d be royally screwed.”
    “Amazingly, I figured that out.”
    Why did Liam’s sarcasm make his dick twitch? Hunter ignored it and plowed ahead. “I’d have to keep it totally separate from the Marine stuff, and that’s a huge chunk of my life. How would that work when I get transferred to North Carolina or California or wherever?”
    “We’d move,