Page 30 of A Fighter’s Love

“I agree. I doubted myself at first, thought I’d messed up majorly until one of them accosted me at the gym.”

“Accosted you?” Stella said with a frown.

“Yes, but in a nice way.” Jenny remembered how he’d surrounded her with his body, gathered her close and trapped her within his embrace. “He said…” She glanced around then leaned forward and lowered her voice. “He said I’d kissed his boyfriend.”

Sian blew out a breath. “Oh yeah, you’ve got yourself a right pair, haven’t you?” She looked at Stella. “What do you think?”

“Well you know more about it than me.” Stella pressed her hand on Sian’s. “If you don’t mind me saying so.”

“Oh right, yes, yours are…” Jenny’s sentence trailed off.

Stella bit on her bottom lip and glanced at Jenny.

“So,” Sian said, obviously choosing to ignore the words that had hovered on Jenny’s tongue. “This date, tonight, it’s with them both?”

“Yes, apparently we need to talk about ourunusual situation.”

Both women were quiet for a moment.

Jenny looked between them. She was anxious for their opinions.

“Well I think that sounds like the best plan,” Sian said eventually. “Put all the cards on the table and see where they lie.”

“But where do you think they’ll lie?” Jenny asked. It wasn’t in her nature to be so forthright, so pressing, but never before had she been so confused by something so desperately important to her.

“I think,” Sian said, tapping her fingers on the menu. “That your boys are bi.”

“You do?” Jenny’s eyes widened.

Sian nodded. “Yep, and much as they’re into each other, they’re into you, too.”

“So thank goodness Billy is out of the picture,” Stella said. “Because that means you’re free to enjoy them both.”

“I can’t have both.” Jenny shook her head.

“Why not?” Both women said at the same time then glanced at each other and giggled.

Jenny studied them. Her suspicions weren’t leaps of fantasy, they were real. She knew what was going on. Both Stella and Sian had two guys each. Sian’s were hot for each other as well as her, but Stella’s—Andre and Tristan, CEOs of Wainwright and Bramon—only had eyes for Stella but were happy to share.

“So you think I should date them both?” Jenny asked.

“Yes, absolutely. If they’re up for it.” Sian nodded enthusiastically. “I would.”

“But isn’t that wrong? To have two fellas?”

“Not if it works for everyone,” Stella said, “and believe me, as long as everyone is honest about what they want, it will work, spectacularly.”

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” Jenny said with a smile and hoping to learn more from Stella.

“Let’s just say,” Stella said, resting her hand on Jenny’s, “there’s more threesome couples in London than you’d think. And why not? If two in a bed is fun, stands to reason three in a bed is going to be awesome.”

“Are you ready to order, ladies?”

Jenny snapped backward, pulling her hand from beneath Stella’s. The waiter had intruded upon a sudden image of her in bed with both Dale and Jackson. They were all naked, sweaty, hot for each other. Fucking wildly, her body tiny between theirs. She’d be enveloped in thick, hard muscles and panting for breath as orgasm after orgasm ravaged her.

Will that ever happen?

“Do you still want the linguine?” Sian asked.

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