Sophia came out of the bedroom, her hair wrapped up in a towel. “What are you two talking about?” she asked. She sat on a kitchen chair opposite Cayden. He could smell her sweet shampoo wafting in the air.
Hawk spoke up. “We were talking about making this threesome official.”
Cayden looked at him but didn’t say anything. He waited and listened.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“You said you want both of us. Forever. No?”
“Of course.”
“You love both of us?”
“With all my heart.”
“Then you know what that entails. We won’t know for sure if it’ll work until we share you,” said Hawk. He took the last bite of his apple, acting too casual when Cayden’s heart was already racing. Would he even be able to go through with this? He’d fucked around a lot, but he’d never had a threesome, and certainly hadn’t shared Sophia.
“Now?”
He tossed his apple core. “Why not? We’ve both kept our hands to ourselves the past two nights. I guarantee Cayden feels the same way.”
She turned to him, her dark eyes questioning. “Do you? Want to do this, I mean?”
Hawk had already set things in motion. He was right about needing to test the waters. Sex could make or break their well laid plans. Cayden wouldn’t be a pussy and back out. And it would be a lie if he hadn’t been thinking of Sophia naked and under him every hour of every day since coming back to the hotel.
“Getting cold feet?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You may be getting more than you wished for. Get on the bed. Lose the towel and robe,” said Cayden.
Sophia glanced at both of them one more time before returning to the bedroom and closing the door behind her.
He stood up, his chair legs scraping the tiles. Cayden braced both hands on the table. “I don’t know if I can fucking do this,” he attempted to whisper.
Hawk paced, unbuttoning his shirt. “Relax. We’re doing this for Sophia. We love her, not each other. I don’t plan on crossing swords with you.”
“Good to know.” He pulled off his t-shirt and rolled out his shoulders. “One rule.”
Hawk cocked an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“You stole her virginity from me, so I’ll be taking her ass first.”
“Fine. I can play nice.”
Cayden got everything they’d need. They approached the master suite. Would she be scared or naked and waiting? If this all fell apart, he’d have nothing. No woman. No family. Nothing.
He’d gotten a taste of a life without feeling unworthy, lonely, and rejected. Cayden didn’t want to go back to those days.
Hawk turned the handle.
Cayden gave the door a little push. The room was dark, only the lights from the other downtown hotels offering a soft wash of light from the window. It took a minute for his eyes to adjust.
She was sitting on the bed, only her face visible from under the white duvet.
“I thought I said to take your clothes off,” said Cayden.
Sophia unfolded the blanket to the side, revealing her sitting cross-legged in the nude. Her nipples had pebbled. “I did as told,” she said, her voice faint.