Page 35 of Happily Ever Maybe

“So, no one saw anything, and you didn’t watch?”

“Of course, not. You know I love Jen, she’s like a sister.So much like a sister that I really didn’t want to see her having sex. I don’twant to see my friends having sex, voyeurism is not my kink. And no, I’m nottalking about my kinks,” he blurted before anyone could ask.

“Anyway,” he said, trying to change the subject. “I alsodon’t need to see your hairy ass.”

“Excuse me, my ass is not hairy. It is pristine. And I canout-squat all of you.”

“Please tell me we’re not going to have a squat-off.” Kanepinched the bridge of his nose. “Of course. Now, I just want to say squat-offagain because it’s so fucking ridiculous.”

“Thank you for deleting it,” I said, my tone low.

“No problem. And, seriously, I’ll deal with Ford and Noah.”

“Why?”

Kingston ran his hands over his face. “Because I’ve alreadyhad to delete video from them. It has apparently become my role in this companyto delete the office porn from the security tapes. We’re going to need to havea lovely seminar about having sex in the building. Because, my God, if I haveto see one more hairy ass—”

“My ass isn’t hairy!”

“If I have to see one more hairyass,” Kingston continued, “I’m going to strangle someone. Or I’m justgoing to whack off on camera and force everyone to watch it. You know, make myown porn. I’d be good at it.”

“I’d be better,” Kane joked, and I just rolled my eyes.

“You guys are ridiculous.”

“We really are. But don’t worry. Your privacy is safe. And Ididn’t see anything. Not even your hairy ass.”

“Stop talking about my ass. And it’s not hairy.”

“Speaking of hairy situations.” Kane winked. “See what I didthere?”

“Not even a little subtle,” Kingston mumbled.

“You and Jen? Are you together? Are you not? Tell us. Giveus all the details.”

“Would you like me to braid your hair as I do?”

He brushed his hand through his long locks. “It is gettingto the point where you could braid it. Maybe one day.”

“I don’t know. We’re partners. We’re figuring things out.But well…fuck.” I let out a breath. “I love her.”

Both men stopped joking around and stared at me.

“You love her? Really?” Kingston asked.

“Really. I don’t know when it happened, it just did. And Idon’t know what we’re supposed to do about it. But I love her. So now, here Iam, trying to make sure I don’t screw everything up by being who I am.”

“What do you mean by that?” Kane asked.

“By being demanding or overprotective. By letting myinstincts rule and throwing myself into every situation to protect her. Thisjob is dangerous. And I love her. Fuck. I love her.I’m in love with Jen.”

“I don’t know if you should say that any louder because theneverybody in our family who happens to be in this building will hear you,”Kingston said quickly.

I sighed as I rubbed my temple. “I don’t know what to doabout it. But I’m going to figure it out. We’re going on a date.”

“You put the cart before the horse. Nice.”

“Well, since you love her, and you’ve already slepttogether, I suppose a date would be helpful,” Kane put in.