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“Take three sips of water first,” Landon orders. His arms are snug around my body, caging me in a warm, safe space.

Kerrington holds the bottle to my lips, and I do what I’m told.

“I’m so proud of you.” Landon finger-combs my hair. “Can you take one more sip for us?”

Easy.

“Amazing,” he says with a big smile.

All the chaos riding my system slows down. My energy is gone. Taking deep breaths, I rest my forehead on his shoulder with my eyes closed and stay in his lap until I hear running water in the bathroom.

“I want you to take a bath.” Landon grips my shoulders and pushes me back so he can see my face. “Think you’re up for that?”

“I’m up for anything you want me to do.”

His smile takes up all the space in my heart. “Good to know.”

He cradles me in his arms and carries me into the bathroom where Kerrington is diligently lighting candles. There are bubbles in the water and the sweet smell of lavender wafts in the air.

“You guys sure love your baths,” I tease as Landon helps me into the tub.

“We love anything that lets us pamper the other,” Kerrington says.

They both strip down and I’m momentarily stunned by their beauty. Thank God for big soaking tubs.

Kerrington slips behind me while Landon sits across from us. Our legs are all tangled and the water rises so high, it sloshes out a little. Not that any of us care.

Laying against Kerrington, I close my eyes and sigh.

We stay quiet for a long time, just basking in the sheer delight of just being.

Being together.

Being comfortable.

Being us.

“I don’t want a week,” I say quietly, almost hoping they don’t hear my confession. And maybe they don’t because neither of them speak. The silence makes my heart sink a little and I open my eyes to see Landon staring at me with a blank expression.

“How long do you want then?” he asks with an overwhelming amount of caution in his tone.

“I don’t know.”

Because asking for forever would be too fucking selfish. Besides, they’ll tire of me sooner rather than later and kick me to the curb. If I’m the one to put an expiration date on this, at least I’ll have some semblance of control over my heart break when it’s over.

“What about Japan?” Kerrington says, adding more chill to the air than Landon’s tone has.

Japan. I’d momentarily forgotten about that. I’m such a fool. “I don’t know.”

Kerrington’s sigh makes me want to hide. Landon looks away, clenching his jaw.

“I’m turning into a prune,” I eventually say, climbing out of the tub.

If I’m the first to go, they won’t see how desperate I am to stay.

Right?

Chapter 20

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