Page 36 of His Mansion


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Jack sighed, his exasperation clear. “Look, you think we should ask her to join us in the sack for the rest of the week? The month? How long you going to drag this out, Kane? She’s not a toy for us to play with.”

“Don’t be a shithead. I know that. That’s not what I’m suggesting at all.”

“What, you enjoyed being naked around me so much you want to keep that part of it up?”

Kane clutched the steering wheel. “It wasn’t so bad. I can handle it.”

Jack snorted in derision. “I noticed. I think you more than handled it. In fact, it felt fucking good when we were both inside her. I felt every move you made. Did that turn you on, Kane? Our dicks basically rubbing against each other?”

Kane shot a quick glare at his friend. “Now you’re just trying to piss me off.”

“Answer the question.”

Bloody bastard.“It didn’t bug me, okay? That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done, and it was because it was Dara, and it was you. My two best damn friends in the whole world. If that makes me something other than full heterosexual, so be it. There. I was honest. Now, let’s hear your confession. You thought the whole weekend rocked, and if there was one thing you’d beg for, it would be for this to be our real life.”

“Real life? You’re insane. People don’t live in trios. People don’t set up houses with two guys and girl, not without a lot of shit down the road.”

Kane zipped his mouth shut and concentrated on driving for a while. The snow flashed by in sheets, and he had to slow to barely moving to keep on the curvy road. They were obviously at an impasse. For now, getting Jack to admit anything was futile. Stubborn asshole.

Yet this was part of the reason they’d always gotten along so well. Kane knew when to shut up and when to push. This was shut-up time. Jack wasn’t ready to listen to reason.

Kane laughed softly at himself. Reason. Really? Somehow in the past thirty minutes he’d come to the conclusion that being with Dara and Jack was a good—scratch that, a fuckingfantasticidea.

By the time they arrived home, his eyes were itchy from staring through the increasingly whiteout conditions. Jack woke Dara, her lazy stretch and innocent cuddles as she slowly came awake stirring something inside Kane. He was going to do everything in his power to make sure Dara was happy even if Jack did say no to continuing the relationship.

They carried in their equipment and bags, ending up in Dara’s one-bedroom apartment on the final trip. She stepped away from her pile of gear and glanced at them, her hands twisting together.

“So I guess that’s it.”

Kane cleared his throat. “Awesome trip.”

Dara nodded quickly. “We’ve never had better conditions, have we?” She took a big breath and held it, biting her bottom lip, and Kane wanted to race over and hold her against him. Wanted to pull her lip from between her teeth and kiss the reddened surface.

Her eyes widened as Jack turned to go, panic flashing across her face.

“I have a confession to make,” she blurted out.

Jack paused, running a hand through his hair as he turned back. He gave Kane a dirty look. “Seems to be the day for it. What’s up, sweetheart?”

“I heard you. Talking about me.”

“What?” Good Lord, had she heard them in the truck on the way home?

“A few weeks ago. I overheard both of you saying you were interested in me.”

Jack frowned. “You heard us?”

She nodded. “I…I thought that if…maybe. Oh damn it, I thought sex would make it easier.”

Kane’s stomach fell. “Did you suggest the ménage for our sakes? Jesus, that’s fucked up. Why would you sleep with us if you didn’t want to in the first place?”

Dara shook her head rapidly. “No, no. That’s not what I meant, Kane. I wanted you.” She glanced at Jack. “Only I wanted you both, and I thought that if I arranged to get more physical with you I could figure out if I wanted one of you more.”

Jack stiffened, his whole body bunched up tight. “And did it work?”

She shook her head. “I thought I could help the situation, but I’ve made a terrible mistake. The past few days have only made it clearer that I don’t want to choose between you. I don’t want to be with you, Jack, not if Kane’s not around. And I can’t see loving Kane alone—I’d miss you terribly.”

Kane’s heart turned over. Holy shit, she was suggesting the same thing he’d been leaning toward. He stepped forward but Jack beat him to her.

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