Agreed?”
“Agreed.”
“If you two are quite through deciding things for me, I’d like to go home now.”
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At the furious female tone, Devon and Con both turned. Tory stood in the doorway of the bathroom, her hair brushed out, her dress, that silken sapphire that molded so beautifully to her body, properly in place. The only sign of sex was in the ruby red of her cheeks and the kiss-swollen lips. Devon ached to strip her all over again. To seduce her into never leaving Con’s bed.
He forced a smile instead.
“We’re not deciding anything so much as working out a little disagreement.”
“Devon’s right. The only one who has a decision to make is you, baby.”
“The decision being whether or not I’m ready to dive into a relationship with the two of you.”
It wasn’t a question, but Devon answered all the same. “Yes. A relationship like any other couple. The only difference is that you’ll have two men sharing your bed at night instead of one.”
Tory picked up her purse and shot him an angry glare. “That’s a really big difference, Devon. So don’t act as if it’s all so cut and dried.”
“It’s unconventional, yes, but I happen to think we could make it work. We’re good together. We’ve always been comfortable with each other. Admit that much, Tory.”
“Okay, I’ll give you that. We have always been comfortable with each other. I’m more at ease around you two than any other man I’ve ever known.” He started to speak, but she stopped him by holding up her purse as if it wielded some sort of power. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I’m, at heart, a pretty conservative woman. I’ve done something really wild tonight. I’m need to come to terms with that aspect first.”
“And the thought of doing it again?” Con asked, a cocky grin on his face.
“The thought of doing it again should have me feeling embarrassed, at the very least.” She held her purse to her chest and said, “But I’m not.”
Devon’s cock stood at attention. “You’re not?”
“No, and I don’t know what to make of that. I’ve never been like this before.”
Hearing the quiver in her voice was too much. Devon and Con both went to her. Con took her in his arms while Devon rubbed her back. “It’s Christmas, sugar,” Devon murmured. “Save all these questions for later.”
“Devon’s right, baby,” Con said, his tone gentle, soothing. “We’re not going anywhere. When you’re ready, you’ll tell us.”
Tory buried her head in Con’s T-shirt and nodded. They stood like that for several minutes, no words, just touching and embracing. They’d done it a thousand times before, but this time it was different. This time, Devon and Con had had a sip of paradise. They wanted more. They wanted all of it. It was anyone’s guess if they’d get it.
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Chapter Six
Christmas had gone well. Like every other Christmas, Tory had spent the day with her parents, then she’d taken presents over to the children’s hospital. She’d finished the day off by exchanging gifts with Summer and Gage. Everything had been wonderful. The one thing missing had been Devon and Con. They hadn’t called or showed up at her door the entire day. They’d promised to give her time. They’d stayed true to their word. So, why did she feel as if they’d somehow abandoned her?
Now, two days later, Tory couldn’t even bring herself to get any work done on the latest website she was setting up for a new client. Worse, she’d been sleeping on the couch instead of in her own bed.
Summer had called several times, but she’d avoided her. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized the truth. She missed Devon and Con. She wanted them back in her life. And not just a friends, either. What a mess.
Tuesday night, and she looked like hell. She hadn’t showered, her laundry was piling up, and her house was a pigsty. The solution
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