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“I want Hartley too. Can you accept that?”

I leaned close until I was a breath away. “I thought I made that clear with how hot I thought you both were before you ran. I want him.”

His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush to his body, pushing the air from my lungs. His nose traced along the column of my neck as he inhaled me. “Mine,” he whispered.

Reaching down between us, I gripped his hard dick and squeezed. “Mine.”

“I love your fire, Vail.”

“I was reborn from the ashes. I won’t ever let someone do that to me again.”

“You’re made to be cherished, not harmed.”

“Then show me what it means to be cherished by you.”

A throat cleared behind us. “If you two are done groping in my parking lot, I’d like to go home to my men. And you’re leaning on my fucking Audi.”

I turned, not realizing I’d been pushed against Dexen’s SUV. “Huh. I guess I am. You’re lucky I didn’t leave an ass print on it.”

Jordan chuckled against my neck. He fucking laughed. Oh, what a sound it was. It went straight to my dick.

“Move,” Dexen bit out. “Your time on my property has ended, Jordan.”

“I shouldn’t kill him, right?” Jordan murmured.

“You should be nice and thank Dexen for letting you come here. He didn’t have to.”

Jordan’s head lifted as he speared me with his sharp gaze. One of his hands moved to palm my ass. “The only person I’ll be thanking is you when you finally put me out of my fucking misery.”

“I’d take it, Vail,” Dexen said. “That’s probably as close to a confession of love as you’re going to get out of him.”

“If my son didn’t love you…” Jordan growled.

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. We’ll be by for dinner Friday night.”

“What?”

“Family night with the Altairs. JJ needs to get to know you again. It’ll be good for both of you.”

“I can cook,” I offered. I wasn’t on the schedule for the rest of the week unless Dana needed to call out again.

“No, I’ll ask Irene,” Jordan replied. “I want you and Hartley at the table with us.” Apparently, Jordan was making a spot for us in his life in more than just having us in his bed.

I must have worn a weird look on my face, because he said, “Fucking you isn’t all I want. I’m not a damn animal.”

“That’s debatable,” Dexen muttered. “I was serious when I said I wanted to go. I’m fucking tired.”

Jordan shot him another glare before leading me to his waiting Maserati. “Let me have your keys. Raiden will drive your truck to my building.”

“I need to take care of Tahoe.”

He pulled his phone out and typed on it. “Barry is sending Sheldon over to get him.”

“I haven’t met him yet. Tahoe won’t know who he is. He’s met Reghan and Raiden.”

“Sheldon can tame everyone from gangs to CEOs to lions. Believe me when I say Tahoe is going to be fine with him.”

I sighed. I should have known Jordan would do anything to get me back in his home. It was all or nothing with him. There was no in-between. “Is this dating? Because I’m pretty sure we skipped about ten steps.”

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