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“You heard her,” Christopher says. “Let’s give the lady what she wants.”
CHAPTER 37
Tucker
I didn’t lose her.
At least not over not wanting to live with Evan and Christopher. We’re going to make this work.
That’s not to say I won’t screw other things up in the future, but I realized tonight that having these other two men around might help me in those instances. They can help me with the right thing to say, help Finley really hear me, and help us remember what’s really important. It will be like having two really intimate best friends.
Eventually.
Though probably quicker than I expect.
My relationship with these men is going to be unlike any I’ve ever had before.
And they seem ready to be patient with me about it.
I’m ready.
But right now, I’m focused on my girl.
Our girl.
“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I tell her.
Her eyes light up. I smile.
“Really?” she asks. “All of us?”
“Really.”
“Are you sure?”
“Finley,” I say, standing up and tugging her to her feet. “We are definitely going to need to get to the point where you don’t ask me that every time. I won’t suggest things I’m not sure about, okay?”
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with emotion. Hope. Relief. Happiness. Love.
I want to see hope, happiness, and love in those eyes forever. But I don’t want there to be a reason for her to feel relief.
I bend and sweep her up into my arms. “Christopher is the one who likes brats,” I say as she giggles. I start toward the stairs. “Ilike when you just listen.”
“Yes, sir,” she tells me. She looks over her shoulder at the other two.
“Hey now,Ilike to be calledsir,” Christopher says.
“Then you’d better come with us and make sure she calls you that,” I say.
I know I need to start things off here to show all of them that I’m fully on board. Not just with sharing in the bedroom but with inviting these men into my life, and my life with Finley. We’ve done this sex thing before, but it’s different now. We’ve laid everything out now, so me inviting them in, opening up, sharing all of this means more.
I’m good with that.
“What are you going to call me, Fin?” Evan asks from behind me as I climb the stairs with her in my arms. “How aboutOh, God?”
She laughs. “I have a feeling you’ll hear that a lot.”
“Exactly.”
