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“And I thought I was the family whore for fucking two men at the same time,” Cass remarks.

“You...you did too?”

“Yes.”

“We’re not going to talk about that, though,” Cole grumbles. “Those two men are dead now, buried in the ground where they belong.”

“Wow.”

“He’s so jealous, it’s ridiculous,” Cass says with a roll of her eyes and a grin as if she thinks her husband talking about killing her former lovers is cute. “Well, we’ll leave you to your men, since I know Eli is in there too. But you better come up with some sort of plan to tell Daddy soon before he finds out from one of the guards.”

“If I were you, Eli, I would run,” Cass says even though she can’t see him still lounging naked in my bed.

“I’m not running,” Eli tells her. “Not again. We’ll have to work something out with Dante.”

“If you say so,” Cass mutters, not sounding convinced that it’ll be that easy.

I know it won’t be easy, but there has to be some way to convince my father not to kill the two men I’m in love with.

I’m too tired to figure out how to do it right now, so I’ll have to come up with an idea tomorrow.

Sleeping between two big, naked men, is a hot, sweaty business.

And I don’t just mean that in the sexy way, even if that’s true too. After Eli went down on me, he made me ride Jordan, then ride him. After that, they both had me at the same time again, slowly and leisurely with me sandwiched between them on my side, which is how we all fell asleep, and how I wake up, still tangled and connected.

It’s like being stuck between two furnaces, making me overheat as they have some sort of silent competition to try and get closer than the other to me all night long.

Finally, I give up on sleep, slip off the foot of the bed, and go take a cold shower.

The whole time I’m trying to figure out how to explain this all to my strict, overly protective father.

And I have no idea how to even begin.

“Hey, Daddy. So, Eli was lying when he told you I was in love with a private investigator he killed. I actually spent a year living with a man who thought we were married. Oh, andhe’s also into guys, which is great since we’re both screwing your torture servant man.”

Yeah, there has to be a better way to handle this.

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Eli

“Good morning, baby boy,” I say when Jordan opens his eyes and finds me lying awake watching him from the other pillow.

Last night was the best night of my life. And not just the sex. Sleeping in a bed with two people who want me is two more than I ever thought I would have.

“Morning.” Grinning as if remembering the night before, Jordan glances around the bedroom he says, “Where’s Maddie?”

“Shower. She’s been in there for over an hour.”

“Think she’s having second thoughts about this?” he asks.

“Us? Nah. If I had to bet, she’s trying to figure out how to explain to her father that she wants to keep us both and how to convince him not to kill us.”

“Well, she may need more than an hour based on what you’ve told me about Dante Salvato,” Jordan remarks.

“No kidding.” Rolling to my back and stretching my arms over my head, I say, “I’ll figure something out. It would fuck herup if he killed even one of us. Both and I’m not sure if she would ever recover.”

“You really do care about Maddie,” Jordan remarks, sounding shocked.

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