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“Shit…” the older kid said, then grabbed a board off one of the others. “How about this?”

The sound of the sea meshed with the raspy rattle of the wheels along the concrete, punctuated by the laughter, the chatter of the crowd, Katie among them. Her grin, then her cackle when Rhys came flying off the board, having failed to replicate the kids’ trick, had me drawing closer.

“We’ll find a way to fix this.” When she looked up at me, when I put my arms around her, I was reminded of the other night. She’d taken care of me so perfectly. Now it was my turn to do the same. “I promise.”

“And tonight?” The spark was back in her eyes, lighting me, lighting us up.

“We’ll look after you tonight.” Garrett came to stand beside us but didn’t even spare a sidelong look at the skateboarders. “In every way you’re open to.” He held up his phone. “Notifications on silent. I’m not on call tonight.”

“What if there’s an emergency?” she asked, which had my hand stroking her cheek.

“There is one.” Her brows creased in confusion. “Right here.” Bronson was barking furiously, chasing Rhys up and down the ramps. “You’re not happy and we need to step up to fix that situation.”

“I’m OK?—”

She said that way too quickly.

“No, you’re not.” I ran my hand through her hair. “But you will be. Rhys!” My shout had his head popping up. The skateboard was handed back and he said goodbye to the kids moments later. He and Bronson jogged over. “We’ve got a job to do tonight.”

“One we should’ve made our top priority a while back.” He looked Katie over then with heavily lidded eyes. “It’s time to make clear how sorry we are.”

“In a way you still feel tomorrow.”

Her little gasp, the way she stared at me open mouthed, that’s what had me sweeping forward and hoisting her on my shoulder. Rescuing someone from a situation that threatened to destroy them? That was just another day for a firefighter.

I don’t know how the hell we made it home. My car was still sitting on the side of the road because we couldn’t seem to stop for long enough to pick it up. Tomorrow, because tonight was all about Katie.

I was kissing the back of her neck just to hear her giggle, my hands tracing the shape of a body that haunted my dreams. My cock was so damn hard it ached, and yet it wasn’t my focus. Just a dull counterpoint to the feel of her pressed against my body, my skin against hers.

“Uh uh…” Garrett knocked her hands away when he climbed onto the bed. Katie reached for him, and right when I was about to argue that we should be giving her whatever the hell she wanted, he made clear his vision. “Tonight is all about you.” Those hands were collected up and then a kiss was pressed to her knuckles. “It’s time for us to make amends.”

“That’s what we’re calling it?” Rhys shuffled closer on her other side and tilted her lips his way, right as his hand dropped lower. He kissed her through her gasp, then her sigh, as his hand closed around her breast. If she liked that, then she’d like… Katie pulled away, looking back over her shoulder open mouthed as I traced the hard bead of her nipple, then grabbed it between my finger and thumb. Her breath came in time with the little tugs. “You like that.” Rhett pressed a kiss to her throat. “Does that make you feel better?”

I let out a hiss at the same time Garrett did, shooting him a dark look, because rather than flutter closed, Katie’s eyes flicked open. She smiled though, helping ease some of the tension.

“Better…” She barely breathed that out. “So much better.”

Katie had no idea how much I needed to hear those words. They drew me closer, kisses, so many kisses, raining down on her neck and shoulders. It felt like I needed to map every inch of her, lest she slip away.

“Katie…” Why the hell was I mumbling her name with increasing urgency? “Katie…” She looked back over her shoulder, staring into my eyes. Whatever she saw there had her smile fading. “Need your eyes on me,” I insisted, despite her change in mood. Perhaps because the moment my hand covered her breast, fingers sinking into her softness, her eyes grew heavily lidded and as I toyed with her nipple, they threatened to fall closed again. “No, babe, eyes on me.”

I wanted to see her respond to me, us. The need to see all that pain wiped away and replaced by passion, pleasure, was overwhelming. It was the only way I could take a full breath. Oxygen starved, my lungs sucked it in and her scent with it.

“That’s a good game to play.” Garrett picked her up like a doll, Rhys and I losing our grip on Katie, only for him to set her back down facing us. Her thighs were spread wider, and then he was pushing his head through the gap, kissing the soft skin there as he went. “Eyes on Rhett or we stop.”

Garrett’s brain never seemed to stop, always concocting some new ploy to use, but that wasn’t what I needed right now. I loomed taller, gazing down at Katie as I went in for a kiss.

“Eyes on me,” I told her. “See me. See us and everything we can become. See a future with us and…” I couldn’t pretend, not like Garrett could. “And I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy.”

Chapter61

Katie

Part of me felt wrung out, empty after the angst of this afternoon, but perhaps that made it easier to be filled by this. The feeling of each man clustering closer to get to me, the feel of their hands running over my body. This was what Mandie didn’t understand, what I couldn’t tell my mother. In their grip, I felt… special, beautiful, perfect in every way, because why else would they do this?

“Fuck, been waiting for this…” Garrett’s growl was followed by a kiss, then another, close but not close enough to where I needed him, and my hips moved blindly in response. “Stay still.” His hands gripped my thighs, forcing me to obey him. “Feel me and keep your eyes on Rhett.”

Garrett getting bossy wasn’t a new thing, but this was. I felt almost shy, panting out my response to Garrett’s tongue sliding along my entire seam as Rhett and Rhys watched, but it was more than just embarrassment. Connection, that’s what came to me belatedly, right as my body rippled. There was something fluid about Garrett’s caresses, turning my bones to rubber, my body shifting in response to his licks.

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