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“Yes, in pride of place. There’s nowhere else I’d want it.” Killian pointed at his chest, and she couldn’t believe it. “It’s going to look really fancy.”
“You’re both going to have my name?”
“Yes.” They both spoke at the same time, and Amy felt tears spring to her eyes.
“I’ve never had a tattoo. I want to have your names on me.”
“Baby, you don’t have to do that,” Killian said.
“I know I don’t have to. I want to.” She looked down her body. It wouldn’t look right on her boob, but maybe somewhere else? “How about here?” she asked, pointing to her side.
“I’m thinking here,” Diego said, pointing to the base of her back. “‘Killian and Diego’s property’? I like that. What do you think?” Diego looked toward Killian.
“You got a pen?” Killian asked.
“You’re going to write on my back?”
“Why not? Ink is for life, baby. You’ve got to make the right decision.” Killian climbed off the bed and walked over to her dresser. He lifted up a marker pen, and Diego held her as Killian wrote on her back.
Once he was done, he stepped back.
“Come and see,” Killian said. He took her hand, moving her toward the mirror, and there, staring right back at her, was the ink. She reached behind her, touching it.
“I love it,” she said.
“We go to the same guy,” Diego said. “If you’d like, we can book you in between us. We’ll be there to make sure nothing goes wrong.”
Amy stared at the ink. Her heart hammered inside her chest. Could she do it? This was way more than sex or sharing company.
This felt like a declaration to both men. Nibbling her lip, she touched her back, wondering if she could do it.
“Are you okay?” Killian asked. “You don’t have to get it done.”
“I want to. I want both of your names on me. Will you be happy with that?” She looked between the two, expecting one of them to say no.
“I got no problems with my name being right here,” Diego said, getting off the bed. He stood on her other side, and she watched him in the mirror as he traced her flesh. “You belong to both of us, and this, right here, this lets the world know just who you belong to.” He fingered the mark. “Sexy.”
She giggled. Cupping his face, she pulled him down to kiss him, hard. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she loved him, but she held back, not wanting to spoil the moment.
You love them.
Both of them.
They have a right to know how you feel.
Instead, she smiled at each man. “I’m going to go and make some cocoa. Do you guys want one?”
“I’d love one,” Diego said.
“Me too.”
She stepped out of the bedroom, going to her kitchen. She needed a moment to gather her wits about her.
On the way past the kitchen, she checked the ink out for herself without any prying eyes, and she loved it. The lettering, the words, they were everything to her.
Did they have any other feelings for her besides desire? There were moments she believed they were falling in love with her, but they were so fleeting. She didn’t know if she could trust her own judgment, not when it came to love.
Diego and Killian were both forces, and they’d filled her heart when she least expected it. She had no idea love could feel this way, but it did. She couldn’t pick as she wanted them both and would love them equally as well.
