Page 55 of Entangled in Them

“I kissed her last night.”

His words surprised me, knocking me back with their force. “You did?”

“She kind of kissed me first, but I kissed her back. It wasn’t for long, and we both stopped things before it went much further...”

“So, we’ve both gotten hot and heavy with her then,” I said.

Both of us turned toward Dillon, and I knew we both had the same question on our minds.

Dillon pulled a face. “I didn’t fuck her, if that’s what you’re asking. But I may have gone down on her.”

“You may have?” Sarcasm laced my tone.

“Okay, I did. But she wants it.”

“Wants it?” I felt like I was parroting back everything he was saying.

“She wants all of us. Together.”

“How do you know?”

“She told me. You already know that she got off watching you and Ryan together, and she wanted to know how it worked when the three of us were together. It turned her on when I was describing it, and she admitted that she’d wondered how she’d fit in between us all.”

Ryan spoke up. “Does she actually want us, or is she just saying what she thinks we want to hear?”

“I don’t think you’ve given her any reason to make her think that’s what you want to hear, Ryan,” Dillon said.

“He’s got a point,” I agreed. “You’ve been a bit of a shit to her since she arrived.”

“What was I supposed to do? We had this strange girl dumped in our laps. All I could think was that her presence here was putting all of us in danger. I didn’t know what was going to happen. But then I got to know her and realized she didn’t ask for any of this either.”

“So, what are we going to do?” Dillon asked.

I held up both hands. “I made a mistake. I can promise not to touch her again.”

Dillon narrowed his eyes at me. “Is that what you want?”

I remembered how she’d tasted beneath my tongue. I remembered the sexy noises she’d made, and how she’d flung her head back as I’d licked her. Did I want to experience that again? Fuck, yes, but as the same time, a part of me wanted to slam down my emotional shutters and turn off all the lights.

I’d learned some time ago that there was no point in getting attached to anyone or anything. What was the point in falling in love when it tore you apart when that love was gone? I’d already known that kind of pain once in my life. I’d been destroyed, empty, dragging myself through every day and trying to figure out what the point was to everything. It was the misery where you were hungry, but you couldn’t bring yourself to eat. You were exhausted, but you couldn’t sleep. You drank to take away the pain, but all it did was compound your sadness. It had taken a long time to pull myself back from that, and I swore to myself I’d never do it again.

Could this just be about sex? Would it be easier to feel that way if Ryan and Dillon were involved, too?

“Yeah, I want it,” I admitted. “I want her.”

“We’ve never brought a woman into this,” Ryan said. “It could make things... complicated.”

I twisted my lips. “They’re already complicated, aren’t they? Rue isn’t going anywhere just yet. We might as well enjoy what time we have together.”

“But that’s the problem, isn’t it?” Ryan said. “She will be going somewhere. And what will happen when the Capello brothers turn up and we’ve been all been fucking her? Will we just kiss her goodbye and get on with our lives?”

Dillon shrugged. “We’ll be doing what the Capello brothers told us. They told us she was ours to do what we wanted with while she was here. She’s supposed to be payment for a job, remember.”

I studied him. “I can’t tell if that’s supposed to be in support of what we’re discussing or against it.”

We all fell silent at that.

“She said we were different,” Dillon finally said, breaking the silence. “She said we weren’t like the other men she’d been sold or given to.”

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