“I don’t necessarily believe that,” Zac said as he squeezed my hand, and something in my stomach flipped.

“Well, you should. The only thing I really know about myself is that I’m a greedy bastard.”

“You’re onlyjustworking that out?” Zac asked.

“No, but it’s become a little more apparent of late. Like the two of you, for instance. I always assumed a threesome would be way too much work for very little payoff. But now I can’t imagine having one of you without the other. You both put in equal effort, and I appreciate that.”

I looked between them and patted their chests. “I appreciate the both ofyou. Plus, the private island doesn’t hurt either. And the restaurant your family owns, Zac, so I never have to cook again? All qualities that have made you practically irresistible.”

“So what you’re saying is…” King said, reminding me of where this conversation had started.

“Oh, right—that while I’m not overly familiar with the emotion, if I were to base it off the way my annoying friends all act around the people they claim to love, IthinkI might l-l-l-l…l-l-l-l…lo?—”

“Love?” King said.

“Yeah, that’s it.” I nodded, proud of myself. “Both of you.”

A deep frown pulled between Zac’s brows. “We’re going to have to work on that.”

King shook his head, but I could see his affection for me in those dark depths. He swiped my cap from the desk and placed it on me. “You’re right, you know. Not that you had to seduce me into it, but that I love you. Both of you.”

“But...you do?”

King’s lip curled as a soft chuckle escaped them. “Trust me, I’m just as shocked as you are. But somewhere along the way, somewhere on that island and back in this city, I stopped doing the smart thing and followed my heart instead. And my heart’s telling me that I love you.”

I thinkmyheart stopped with those three words, and I could only stare, slack-jawed, as he reached for Zac and told him the same thing. My ears were ringing and I could only read his lips, so I assumed that was what he was saying, but…Holy fuck.No one had ever said that to me. Not my parents; not my grandparents. Obviously none of my previous hookups.

A warmth I’d never felt before flooded my veins and my chest tightened, my heart kick-starting again but in a weird stutter.

Sothiswas what everyone had been going on about. This feeling. It was strange, but not unwelcome at all, and I even felt tears prick my eyes. I swallowed hard to get rid of them as King and Zac waited for my response to a question I hadn’t heard.

“East?” Zac said, touching my arm.

I cleared my throat, but it didn’t help the way my voice rasped as I said, “Not you too. I can only take one person falling in love with me within the span of an hour.”

He grinned and cupped my face with both hands. I tried not to think about how ridiculous I had to look in this dumb cap while he stared at me, looking handsome as ever. “Guess that’s just too bad, because if this is the time for I-love-yous, I’m not letting you leave the room until you know that I do.”

Goddammit.I blinked furiously as my eyes began to sting again, then I pulled my lower lip between my teeth and bit down hard. That helped with the tears, at least, but my body had started involuntarily trembling, andthatI couldn’t seem to stop.

But King and Zac drawing me into one of their all-consuming embraces did. The tremors instantly eased at their touch, and I took in a deep breath, inhaling their scents.

I was addicted. There was no denying that.

“Well, fuck,” I said, and their answering chuckles had me grinning as I looked up. I tried to pin Zac with a stern look. “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you? Just had to go and put it out there.”

“No regrets.”

I let out a huff, but there was no irritation behind it. “Fine. Since you really want to hear me say it, I love you. Both of you. It ruins my plans to remain unaffected and unattached for my adult life, but there you have it. And it’s all your fault.”

The wide smile that crossed King’s face combined with Zac’s beaming grin made something inside me fall into place, and any discomfort I thought I’d feel from opening myself up to them, putting my heart on the line, vanished.

A knock on the door had us all jerking our heads in that direction.

“Tyrone? We’re heading down to faculty lineup.”

“I’ll meet you there,” King called out, and then arched his brow at the two of us. “Don’t even think about misbehaving in the five minutes before you join with your classmates.”

“Would we do that?” I said.