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Dating was sort of a strong word for how these things usually went down, but she was different from the women who normally came after us, too.

For starters, she wasn’t chasing us. We were all three after her. And whether she knew it or not, that gave her the upper hand.

If she wanted to make this work, we’d play by her rules.

“It would pretty much be like that,” I said. “Yeah. Sort of like dating each of us in turn.”

“And you don’t think that’s… I don’t know… a little sexist?”

I cocked my head to the side as I looked at her. “That’s certainly not how I like to think about it, but I’m not going to argue with you if that’s the way you see it.” I held my hands open. “The way I see it, there are three men who are all attracted to you. You are attracted to all three of us, right?”

“Yes, but—”

“Okay,” I continued, cutting her off. If she wanted to walk away from the deal, that was fine. If she wanted to think I was a sexist, that was fine, too. But I was going to get the chance to defend myself, or to at least make my point. “There isn’t any law or rule that you only have to date one person at one time. Single men and women go on dates with different people. There’s nothing scandalous about that. If you had met us all individually, you might go on a date with me one week, Cody the next, and Jaeger the week after that. You wouldn’t necessarily tell each of us that you had been on dates with the other two, but you certainly wouldn’t be expected to commit to any one of us on the first date, either. Does that make sense so far?”

She nodded slowly. “Yes.”

“And does that sound like an accurate description of how dating goes for most people? I’m not on any of those apps, so maybe I’ve got it a little mixed up, but… I’m pretty sure that’s how it goes, yeah?”

“Yes,” she agreed. “That sounds pretty accurate. I wouldn’t be expected to settle down and date one guy exclusively just because we went out to dinner once.”

“Exactly,” I said, smiling. Now we were making progress. “So why should Cody, Jaeger, or I expect you to pick just one of us? You’ve only just met all three of us. But I don’t know how much time we have here, so there’s no reason why we can’t do something that suits our particular arrangement. The only difference really is that we’re all completely open about what’s going on. We don’t want you to choose. And why should you have to? Date all three of us if you want to… but I will warn you that it is a lot to handle. None of us are shy, quiet men. I don’t know for sure that you can keep up.”

The last bit was pretty much a blatant challenge, and it had the result I’d fully anticipated. Her eyes flashed and she tossed her head back, a sly smile spreading across her lips.

“Oh, I can definitely keep up,” she said. “That won’t be a problem at all.” She stopped and regarded me for a moment, as if she were appraising an offer—which, I guess she technically was doing. “Okay, Ty. Everything you’ve said actually makes sense. Maybe that means I’m crazy, but I’m going to at least consider doing things your way.”

“That’s all I wanted,” I said, grinning. “Just give it a try. I think you’re going to find that you like it more than you might have suspected. And if you don’t…” I shrugged. “No harm, no foul. We’ll just go back to the way things have been up to this point.”

“Okay,” she nodded. “O-kay. Yeah, I’ll give it some thought and get back to you.”

I reached out to stroke her cheek again, then leaned in close. “Maybe I can leave you with a little something more to think about…”

I kissed her again, taking my time but also taking her the way I wanted her—urgently, deeply, like she was the only thing I needed, the only thing that mattered.

And then I pulled away, standing up and leaving her staring back at me, her sexy mouth still open as I gave a little wave and opened the door to leave.

“Good night,” I said, finally. “Be sure to give that some thought.”

Chapter 9 - Grace

I stood in the middle of my closet, looking at the racks of clothes hanging there like it was the first time I’d really seen them.

It had been so long since I’d been on an actual date that I couldn’t really remember what I’d worn then.

What had I worn?

A skirt? Slacks?

I shook my head. Whatever it was, it would no doubt be hopelessly outdated by now. It had literally been years since I’d been even halfway serious with a man.

And even though this was just a date—certainly nothing serious yet—I still wanted to make a good impression.

Which was ridiculous, really.

It was Jaeger, after all, and he had seen me in scrubs, in a lab coat, in sweatpants, in jeans… there wasn’t much I could have done to make myself more unattractive if I had tried.

I couldn’t help but laugh to myself at the thought. Even through all of that, he had still looked at me like I was a piece of candy.

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