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“My feelings for you have increased with her being here. I can’t explain it,” he admits as he lathers up his hands and circles his finger in the air for me to turn.

“I know what you mean. She’s special.”

He begins to wash my back, massaging my shoulders. For all his provocative words, I know he loves this part, taking care of me afterwards; it’s what he did before he was able to use his words.

The room steams up. “Head back.” I do as he says, loving the feel of his hands against my scalp. I swear this man has magic fucking fingers.

Once I rinse and turn back to face him, I give him the same care and attention.

“Do you feel any jealousy when we’re all together?” I ask as I rinse his back.

He shakes his head, wiping excess water from his face as he smooths his hair. “No. There have been times when we’ve been to the club, it would rear its ugly head, but it only made me harder for you. I knew it was illogical as there were no feelings involved. But it’s different with her. Do you?”

“No, I don’t.”

He turns to face me and reaches out, pulling my wet body against his. “I’m okay if you ever want to be with her, and I’m not here. I don’t want you feeling like you can’t let go without me.”

I smile, leaning in and nipping at his jaw. “Same goes for me.”

He grips the back of my neck, his eyes so serious. “I think I’m falling for her.”

I nod in understanding. “Me too.”

“But that doesn’t mean I love you any less.”

Kissing him, I murmur against his lips. “I know, and ditto.”

We dry off quickly, not wanting to leave Jessica any longer than we have to before we both climb in on either side of her. I lay on my back, and instinctively she rolls onto her side, her arm moving across my chest as Noah spoons her from behind with his arm over her waist. His hand entwines with mine.

She’s like a piece of us we never knew was missing.

ChapterForty-Five

JESSICA

I wake with a start, sweat coating my skin, my heart racing. It takes me a moment before I can move from the sleep paralysis. Who knew it was even a thing? It takes me a moment to find my bearings, surrounded by the smell of Caleb and Noah. I'm safe with the two of them, yet the nightmares are back in full force. It's dark except for the light from the hallway creeping in through the crack in the door. An arm tightens around me and pulls me into their chest—Caleb.

Noah is lying on his back, my leg hung over his thigh, and my bladder protests the reason why I woke.

As carefully as possible, I untangle myself from the limbs surrounding me and slip out from beneath the thin duvet, crawling down to the end of the bed before climbing out and making my way to the door. I pause, pushing the door open more, which casts more light across the room, and I glance back.

Laying before me are two naked men, the light duvet barely covering them. Men like them should be illegal.

It's a sight to behold, and if it weren't for my bladder screaming at me, I would happily stay here admiring them both while they sleep. It's so surreal, seeing them both so relaxed, and I realise it's the first time I've been able to admire them openly.

My bladder is becoming increasingly painful as I smile and rush to the bathroom in my room. They have an ensuite I could use, but I don't know why I still use mine. It seems ridiculous to be self-conscious about using their toilet, even more so after last night.

My cheeks heat as the memories come flooding back, and I switch on the light as I gently close the bathroom door behind me.

It stings as I pee, but in a good and truly fucked way. I already know I want to do it as often as they allow.

Because as much as it pains me to say this, they already have a relationship, and whatever this is between the three of us, I feel as though my part is temporary, and that thought isn't one I want to give purchase to; it hurts so much more than I care to admit. It leaves an ache in my chest. I have never felt like this before.

I stare at my reflection. I look the same and yet different.

It was barely two months ago that I arrived here, bloody and bruised. They've given me refuge, a safe haven, and I will never be able to repay them. They've quite literally given me a new lease on life.

After I wash my hands and face, I quickly brush my teeth. Shivering, I step back into my room and go to my chest of drawers to pull out a t-shirt when I notice all the drawers are open haphazardly. I frown at first, confused about what I'm seeing.

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