Page 30 of Three Hearts Hideaway

Roman stilled, blinking his eyes slowly. “You what?”

“I had to find out what the big deal was. What could be so bad she had to run away? So I sent that message to myself.”

“And you listened to it?”

Logan didn’t reply.

“Logan?” Roman stared him down.

“Yes, I listened to it. Not all of it, but a decent portion.”

“Did you tell Ava?”

He scowled. “No fucking way.”

“No fucking way is right. She’s gonna be pissed, man. But you have to tell her.”

Logan’s shoulders slumped. “I know. I gotta find the right time.”

Roman nodded. A sharp pain stabbed in his chest because he knew what else needed to happen. “You need to figure out what this thing between you two is.”

He let out a loud sigh. “You mean it?”

“Listen, I’m falling for her. For me, this isn’t a game. And if there is something between you two that needs to get worked out, or resolved, or—fuck, explored—then so be it. It’s up to her what she wants, not me.”

Logan brightened a fraction. “And you think she’d be okay with this?”

“You listened to the first part of the voice message. You know she’s not necessarily looking for a traditional relationship. Maybe this is what she wants. Who am I to deny her that? I simply want to see her happy.”

His eyebrows knitted together. “And that’s something you could be into?”

“Could you?”

“We’ve shared before.”

“Not seriously. Not an actual relationship.” Roman frowned and popped his knuckles absentmindedly.

He’d never been in a poly relationship before. But then again, he’d never met a woman that made him consider the option. He said he'd do anything for Ava. And if she wanted to be with more than one man, he couldn’t think of a better one than Logan. Sure, he was a dickhole sometimes, but he was hard-working, honest, and cared deeply about the people who mattered to him.

Sharing her though…that’s something he’d have to get used to.

Logan sank against the couch. “We’re not even sure she feels the same way.”

“Well, you must have an idea, otherwise you wouldn’t have put on your little show in my doorway tonight.”

He rubbed his hands on his jeans. “There may have been a moment or two between us this week.”

Roman closed his eyes and nodded, processing the new information. “Tomorrow, you’re taking Ava somewhere. Improvise an errand or something and ask her to go with you. Talk to her. Get to know her. See what happens and if you can’t sort yourself out.”

Sitting up, Logan said, “After what I just did, I think I should talk to her now.”

“No,” Roman said, more forcefully than he’d intended. “We shared had an intense role-play session, and then she let me fuck her raw. This is my night with her, not yours.”

Roman strode into the kitchen. He grabbed two bottles of water, a plate of fruit leftover from yesterday’s lunch, and a clean washcloth that he warmed with water from the sink.

“Get some sleep, and figure out what you want to do. But if you do go out tomorrow, let her lead. And if she wants to try it on with you, so be it.”

“Just so we’re clear—try it on with me means…” Logan hesitated.

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