Page 90 of Rescuing Ally: Part 1

“Besides, most of them are techies,” Gabe adds with a wink. “They’re probably more interested in your quantum physics work than your living arrangements.”

I roll my eyes, but can’t help a small smile. “Speaking of, will we see Mitzy after this?”

Hank checks his watch. “If she’s not in the tech building, she’llbe at The Guardian Grind. Between noon and two, that’s her unofficial office hours.”

“She likes the energy there,” Gabe explains. “Says it helps her think better than her actual office.”

“I booked an appointment for us first,” Hank says, his tone as casual as if he were mentioning the weather.

“Appointment?” My brows furrow.

“Medical appointment,” he continues, cutting another bite of steak.

My stomach tightens. “What kind ofmedicalappointment?”

Hank finishes chewing, taking his time before answering. “Full screening. All three of us.” His gaze locks onto mine, steady, sure. “I want to ditch the condoms if that’s okay with you.”

A spark of heat shoots straight through me, my breath catching.

Of course, Hank doesn’t ask. He never asks. He decides. He takes control. A control freak to his core, he decides for me, telling me what’s going to happen and what we’re going to do. The most dangerous part of that is how much I like it.

Gabe leans back in his chair, his smirk slow, knowing.

I glance between them, my pulse thrumming. The weight of what they’re saying sinks in.

Not just sex.

Not just pleasure.

But trust.

Permanence.

“After lunch,” Hank adds, watching me carefully. “We’re getting tested. And if you’re not against it, we’ll get you on birth control.”

Gabe stretches, the lazy movement a stark contrast to the hunger in his eyes. “Once all of that clears, we’ll take you the way we’re meant to.”

I exhale sharply, shifting in my seat, my skin prickling with awareness. The idea alone is enough to make my blood run hot, but what really gets me is Hank’s certainty—like this is inevitable. A foregone conclusion.

Hank leans forward, his elbows resting on thetable, his full attention locked on me. “When Gabe and I take you together, I want no barriers between us.”

My stomach flips. A rush of sharp and heady heat collides with something else—something more exciting.

Together.

I’ve thought about it and wondered, but those were idle musings, fleeting what-ifs.

Now it’s real.

Now it’s them—two powerful men who take control as easily as they breathe—talking about claiming me at the same time.

I shift in my seat, biting my lip before the words slip out before I can second-guess them. “Together, how?” My cheeks heat. “Like…one in each…?” I gesture vaguely, feeling ridiculous. Although, we’ve kind of already done that.

Gabe laughs while Hank smirks, shaking his head. “That too,” Hank admits, eyes gleaming with amusement. “But that’s not what I meant.”

Gabe tilts his head slightly, watching me squirm, clearly enjoying every second of my flustered state. “Technically, there are three holes, sweetheart.”

I blink. My mouth opens, then snaps shut as my brain scrambles to process that.

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