Page 77 of The Air You Breathe

Lucio looked around at all of us, making me instinctively get closer to Vittoria.

“Then you better make sure you're in my office tonight,” Lucio said quickly, before he turned around to get into his car.

Geraldo looked at Evan with narrowed eyes like he knew the truth, but how he knew was another question.

Once they left, it felt like everyone took a collective sigh of relief.

“Mama, I’m tired.”

I looked back at Vittoria, rubbing my niece’s back.

“Come on, let's get you guys home,” I said, looking around again in case Lucio came back. Evan and I locked eyes and he nodded at me. He hadn’t told me what he was doing, but I trusted him completely. Evan didn’t know it yet, but the tables were turning, and Lucio was starting to worry about how many of these men were really his.

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DARCY

Any preconceived notion I had about a relationship with more than two people went completely out the door the week after the funeral. Every day I saw either one of them, and sometimes both. Dev started coming back to the coffee shop in the morning, making Mary like him so much more.

I was still worried that I hadn’t told her about Evan, but I was going to take it slow when it came to him coming back into my life. He surprised me when he said he wanted to earn my love back, making me love him more just for saying that, but I don’t think he knew that I still loved him even after all these years.

We fell into a routine fairly quickly. Some days we would have dinner together and they would talk about what was happening at the club or with Lucio. Evan was worried because Lucio seemed too happy lately, even though there was more talk of feds in the area, placing him and Dev on edge.

Some days they stayed over; you would have thought Evan and Dev had shared a woman before with how comfortable they were with each other. One evening Evan came to my house early to find Dev fucking me on the couch because we couldn’t keep our hand off of each other.

He watched as I fell apart with Dev slamming me into next year, saying all the filthy things that I loved. Evan fucked two more orgasms out of me before we fell asleep together on my bed.

Thankfully, I was off the following day because I was deliciously sore with fingerprints on my hips and thighs from how hard they were fucking me. I shivered at the memory, surprised that I had slid so easily into the role of a wanton woman.

I had always liked sex, and I craved it as much as the next woman, but with Dev and Evan, I needed them like I needed my next meal. They nurtured my sexuality, letting me make demands, seeing what I liked and didn’t like, giving me a safe space to find out what I wanted and how I wanted it. It was liberating.

The bell rang as someone entered the coffee shop just as I finished making a coffee. I grabbed a blueberry scone from the pastry window, setting both items on the counter before I looked up to see Dev walk in.

I smiled immediately, my chest fluttering like it was about to burst. I checked Mrs. Montgomery out as she told me about the renovations Aiden and the guys had been doing to her house and how she was in love with what Jane had designed.

Once Mrs. Montgomery paid and grabbed her things, Dev walked up to me in his coveralls that were opened just enough to see his tank top underneath. I knew it had to be cold outside but Dev wanted to tease me. A whole bunch of thoughts of him fucking me in those made me blush.

Jesus Christ, it was like I hadn’t gotten laid repeatedly last night.

He smirked at me like he knew what I was thinking, clenching his jaw as it looked like he might have had the same thoughts of me.

“Good morning, mhuirnín,” he said, leaning over the counter to press a soft kiss to my lips.

“Good morning, gnéasúil,” I said, knowing I was butchering the word that I had practiced the other day but was too scared to use.

“Oh, you think I’m sexy?” Dev had a small smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of wickedness.

My face burned hot. “You know I do, I know I butch—”

Dev grabbed my chin kissing me softly, that was so unlike Dev. “Hearing you speak Gaelic is a bigger turn on than I imagined. I think I’m going to have you shout out a few words while I fuck you.”

He gave me a roguish grin before he leaned back.

“Surprise me,” he said.

I bit my lip at the request, as I got to work on making something different for him. The bell rang again as I glanced to see who it was. Evan walked in looking like a wet dream in jeans, a white shirt, and a leather jacket.

“Oh, for the love of all things holy, really guys?” I said, feeling like it was a hundred degrees inside.

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