“That much?”

“I don’t hate you,” he said from under the blanket. “I’m just… There’s a lot going on inside my head right now.”

“Like?” I stretched out beside him, propping my head on my hand, and yanked gently on the blanket. It fell away to reveal Casey’s scowling face.

“I had a part in that, too. It’s not like either of you held a gun to my head.”

“We were all caught up in the moment, but that doesn’t mean we had to do anything about it.”

“You regret sleeping with me?” Casey looked aghast.

“What, no!” I ran my hand over my face. “I’d do it all over again. God, those lips and that body.” I sighed as I closed my eyes for a second before popping them back open. “It was like heaven being with you. All I’m saying is I should have made sure you were one hundred percent on board with it. Reminded you of the consequences if we had sex.”

Casey threw his head back and laughed, which confused the shit out of me. “Do you honestly think I would have listened? I haven’t had sex in eight months, Ken. Nothing short of the world ending would have stopped me from sleeping with you guys.” He groaned and rubbed his forehead. “You guys. I slept with two guys, and now I’m carrying a baby and I don’t even know which of you fathered it.”

“Nope.” I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter to either of us who did the knocking up. We share in this together. That’s how it was in my family. Two dads. Nobody ever wondered which one donated the sperm. It never mattered to any of us.” I wiggled my brows. “Besides, do you really want to stop at one?”

Casey yanked his pillow from behind him and swatted it at me. “I’m freaking out over this possible pregnancy, and you’re suggesting more babies?”

“I wouldn’t mind,” Jack said from the doorway. “Sorry, I heard you guys talking and thought it was safe to come in.”

“He doesn’t have any weapons in his hands,” I said. “My nuts are still intact, too.”

“Oh my god.” Casey laughed. “You two, who are a lot bigger than me, are worried I would do something to you?”

Jack eased farther into the room then rested his ass against the dresser, reaching behind himself to curl his fingers around the edges. “Size doesn’t matter sometimes.”

Okay, so my mind went straight to the gutter at Jack’s comment. Anyone who thought size didn’t matter was delusional. I was bisexual, had slept with a handful of women in my lifetime, and if a chick said size didn’t matter, you weren’t packing as much as you thought you were.

Thank fuck I didn’t have that problem.

“You’re a perv,” Casey said to me.

“I didn’t say anything!” I defended.

“It’s in your eyes.” Casey wiggled his finger at me.

As much as I tried to hold back my smile, it busted right through. “We’re all perverted in some way or another.”

Jack just chuckled and shook his head.

Casey glared at him. “You’re an enabler.”

“So you’ve never had dirty thoughts about something innocently said?” I asked.

“I need a shower.” Casey flipped back the covers. “You two can discuss your lil ol’ perversions while I’m out of the room.”

That only made me and Jack laugh. “And you can think about your own while you’re soaping that sweet body of yours,” I teased.

Casey blushed as he hurried from the room.

“At least he’s not pissed at us,” Jack commented as his smile faded. He moved toward the window and looked out.

“What’s wrong?”

Jack shook his head. “I could have sworn I heard a noise outside.”

I hadn't heard a sound, but I trusted my brother. I slipped from the room and out the back door. The air was already starting to heat up, and the sun had barely risen. We were already late getting to the café, but under the circumstances, I was pretty sure Casey didn’t care.