Page 86 of Nanny for the SEALs

The tone in my voice must have alerted him, because he pulled away and crossed his arms. “What’s up?”

“Last night, you told me to do something. So I took you up on it.” I gathered my courage. Why was this so hard so say out loud? “Last night I slept with Brady and Asher.”

Rogan blinked with surprise. Then shock. It was the last thing I wanted to see, and my stomach sank.

“You slept with both of them?”

“You suggested it!” I shot back. “It was totally your idea.”

“I meant sleep with one of them. I didn’t mean to suggest a threesome.” He chuckled to himself. “It doesn’t matter, though. That’s funny. Did you know they had a threesome with a woman a while back, before shipping out one time?”

“They… They told me about that,” I said cautiously. His attitude had changed.

“Asher still gets embarrassed when we bring it up,” Rogan said amiably. “He’s going to turn three shades of red when I bringthisup.”

“He just went upstairs to get lunch,” I said. “You can tease him later. Are you really okay with this?”

“Of course I am. Like you said: I suggested it.” He took me in his arms again. “I’m not the possessive type. Not with Asher and Brady, at least. That’s the thing about our weird little family: we have to share everything. We share children, we share meals, we share a workspace, we share vacations.” He sighed and stared off. “Actually, we haven’t been on a vacation since we had the triplets. There’s never any time, and the business needs too much care. Man, I would really love to carve out some time to find a beach and sip cocktail drinks for a week, really de-stress while—”

“Rogan,” I said firmly. “You’re getting off-track. You can ramble about vacations another time.”

“Sorry. My sleep schedule is still off.” He sipped a mug of coffee, grimaced, and then continued. “Like I was saying, we share everything. And since I was fooling around with you at the hotel behind their backs, it’s only fair that they get a shot with you too.”

I glared up at him. “Get a shot with me? I’m not a toy Nerf gun to be shared among you guys. I don’t belong to any of you.”

Rogan raised a dark eyebrow. “Are you saying you didn’t have fun last night, then?”

“No.” I traced a circle in the carpet with my toe. “I had a lot of fun.”

“Good. Because I had a lot of fun cuddling with you.” He yawned. “I know it doesn’t look like it, but I sleptgreat. As far as I’m concerned, this whole arrangement is working out perfectly. So long as it doesn’t affect the nannying of the triplets.”

I shook my head. “The two things are totally separate.”

“Good.” He looked over my shoulder and said, “Brady. Come here a second.”

Brady was walking by the office with a sandwich in his hand. He leaned against the door frame, took a bite, and said, “How ya doing?”

Rogan pointed a finger at him. “You fucked Heather. Didn’t you?”

Brady’s jaw fell so fast that a piece of lettuce fell out and hit the carpet. “What?”

“You and Asher slept with her last night. Didn’t you?”

“Asher said you were cool with it!” He pointed at me with the sandwich. “So did she!”

“Cool with it? I’m not cool with it.” Rogan took a step forward until he was in the other man’s face. I tensed, waiting for the brawl that was certain to happen.

But then Rogan wrapped him in a hug, clapping him on the back loudly. “I’mthrilledwith it! I heard you had a threesome. Was it good?”

Brady’s eyes swung back and forth like it was a trap. “It was fucken awesome, yeah.”

“I can’t wait to ask Asher about it. He’s a blusher.”

Finally, Brady grinned. “You shoulda seen him last night while we were getting started. It looked like he had a sunburn.”

Rogan barked a laugh. “I bet!”

This is weird, I thought.Not only are they all cool with it, they’re chatting about it like it wasn’t a big deal.

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