Salem knew that was as much of a declaration of his feelings for Tamsyn as they were going to get out of the big guy.
“All right. So, I’ll start again, we all want Tamsyn,” he repeated.
“I’m not backing down,” Alexei warned. “Just because she’s the only girl you’ve ever likely wanted.” He pointed at Roman as he said that before turning to Salem. “Or because she gives you some feeling of control back.”
“It’s not just about that,” Salem said as calmly as he could. He could feel Roman growing tense next to him. “This is also about Tamsyn and her needs and desires.”
“Oh yeah? And do you know what they are?” Alexei asked, folding his arms over his chest.
“I haven’t talked to her about this. I wanted us all on the same page. If we’re not, then I don’t think she will believe in what I have to propose.”
“And what’s that?” Alexei asked.
“We share her,” Roman said quietly.
“Share her?” Alexei repeated. “What do you mean, share her?”
“It’s not a foreign concept to any of us,” Salem said.
Understanding filled Alexei’s face. “Like your sister? Like they do in Escana? Like in Roman’s books? We form a harem?”
“Yes,” Roman said. “It’s the simplest way to solve things.”
Alexei started pacing and muttering to himself. “That is not simple.” His accent started to slip through.
“Well, not simple, no,” Salem said. “But it’s the only way where we can all get what we want.”
He’d been thinking about it for a while. They only had another week of Tamsyn working here left and they had to make a move if they wanted her.
And he did.
“What we want? And what if I don’t want to share her? I don’t share things well,” Alexei warned.
“Well, perhaps it’s time you learned,” Roman said firmly.
Alexei gaped at him. “What is going on with you?”
“I like her. A lot. I want her. I could fight you both for her. But then I might lose my two best friends in the process, and I don’t want that. Even worse, I might lose her. But I think she’d walk away before that could happen. Because she wouldn’t want the three of us to fight over her. She’d pull herself out of the equation. And then none of us would have her. And I am aware that it sounds like I’m not taking her feelings into consideration. I am. I’ve noticed how she looks at the two of you. She wants all of us. This is what she needs too,” Salem told him.
“We don’t think this works any other way,” Roman added. “She’s not going to choose. And she won’t want us to compete for her. She’s not a damn prize. If we’re not all onboard, all united, then I think we all lose her. Is that what you want, Alexei?”
“Of course it’s fucking not! But how would this even work? What? We’d have a schedule for when we got time with her?”
Salem sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“I don’t think we want a schedule, do we?” Roman asked, sounding confused. “We haven’t talked about that, but I’m not sure she would like that. It sounds clinical.”
“That’s because it is. And he doesn’t mean that we would actually have a schedule.” Salem understood Alexei’s reaction. It was hard to wrap your head around sharing the woman you wanted with other men.
He’d always thought that one day he would get married, have kids.
Do things the normal way.
But what if the normal way didn’t work? How often did he or Alexei have to leave for weeks at a time? Maybe longer? Or what about when Roman got pulled into a project? He could work day and night.
Then there was Alexei’s fear of loving someone and losing them again. And Roman’s aversion to touch.
And what about you? What about the fact you feel more alive with her than you have in years?