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He joined Diego downstairs, and they worked quietly for over an hour, cleaning up her kitchen and her living room. They cleaned her other rooms as well, giving them a quick freshening up, and after they finished, they each took a cup of coffee and sat in the dining room.
Sipping at his hot coffee, he stared across the table at Diego.
“She’s not pregnant,” Diego said.
“Already figured it out. I was hoping the sickness was because she was, but we both know that’s not true.” Killian put his cup down, releasing a sigh. “Her being pregnant wouldn’t have changed anything. We wouldn’t know who the father was.”
“Do you even care?” Diego frowned at him.
“What do you mean?”
“The baby? Do you care who the father is?” Diego folded his arms, staring right back at him.
Killian didn’t know how to answer the question. Did it really matter to him who fathered Amy’s baby?
“We both know we love her and we’re willing to join our clubs together. It’s going to take some time, but I think we can make this work,” Diego said. “But I need to know if it really matters to you if that baby is mine or yours.”
“Why?” Killian asked.
“Because I don’t give a fuck whose baby it is, so long as it’s mine or yours. I love her. I will do anything for her. Now, I’m not declaring undying love for you, but I certainly don’t want any bad shit to happen to you. I know we’ve been at this relationship thing a month, but I can see we can do this.” Diego blew out a breath, running fingers through his hair. “I’m not saying this is going to be easy for us. I know it’s not. We’re going to argue. We’re too strong-minded, but if we can accept each other and our kids as one, then don’t you think there is a real chance of this working indefinitely? Don’t give me bullshit either where you say you’ve not even thought about it. If I’ve thought about it, so have you.” Diego lifted his cup, taking another sip.
“I have thought about it,” Killian said, finally speaking up.
“At last, he talks.” Diego glared at him.
“I’m not trying to be a dick here.”
“You’re succeeding even if you’re not trying.”
Killian sipped at his coffee. It was that or throttle the bastard, and he doubted Amy would accept him strangling Diego.
“If you need to think long and hard about the answer, then we’ve got no chance of this working.”
“I don’t mind,” Killian said. “I wasn’t thinking about my baby or your baby. When I think about the baby. It’s always ours. You, me, and Amy. I’ve stopped thinking of this as a competition where the best man wins. I see this as something more. Something lasting.” Killian shrugged. “I’m not trying to be a dick or an asshole. As you’ve said many times, that comes naturally.”
Diego laughed. “If we’re willing to compromise and accept the baby she has, or eventually has, as both of ours, we can make this work.”
“You’re willing to share her, for the rest of your life? To have me be on her other side, in sickness?”
“And when she’s fucking healthy. Let me be straight with you, I’ve got no problem with you. In the beginning, I did. I don’t share easily. Scrap that, I don’t fucking share. I never have. Watching Amy with you, being able to see her come apart in your arms but to also know she’s safe and protected, I got no problem sharing, just so long as it’s with you. No one else. I don’t want any other guy to have a chance at her.”
“Dude, please, there is no way I’m going to let that happen.”
“So, what about you?” Diego asked.
“What?”
“Do you have a problem with me and Amy? With me being part of your life for the rest of your life? I’m talking about seeing my ass in the shower in the morning, or risking waking up facing me. Sharing coffee and breakfast.”
“We’ve been doing that every single day for the past month, and I haven’t killed you. I can handle it. You’re not bad company when you’re not being a dick.”
“Says the cock,” Diego said, laughing. “Holy shit, I’m part of a three-way.”
“Yeah, we are. But we still don’t have her pregnant, and neither of us have told her we love her.”
“We’ve got to make her fall hard for both of us then,” Diego said. “We can’t give her a chance to even consider this being a bit of fun.”
“I’ve never done romance in my life,” Killian said. “The women—”
