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“Boring?”
“No. I was going to say steady. I don’t think you’re boring at all.”
“And is falling in love with two womenunsteady?”
He grinned. “No. But I'm not the right person to ask. Also . . . love?”
Fuck. “I mean—no. It’s too soon for that.” I sounded like I was bullshitting him. Maybe I was. God, this was worse than I ever thought it could have been. Austin would give me hell once this was all over. “June won’t even talk to me about our kiss.”
“Hopefully that’s what she’s doing tonight. Maybe she’ll confess her undying love for you and you’ll ride off into the sunset together.”
I made a face, and Mateo started laughing. “That doesn’t sound like June.”
“No, it doesn’t,” he agreed.
I raked my fingers through my hair. “I don’t know. Don’t tell Avery about that kiss. I’m sure June will at some point, but I don’t want to be the one, you know?”
“Yeah.” Mateo nodded. “But just know as soon as Avery mentions it, I will be confessing my sins.”
I chuckled despite the stress eating me alive. I snatched the towel from over my shoulder and dropped it on my desk.
“I gotta clean up here,” I said. “And then go home and shower and make myself presentable.”
“And stop by the store for some condoms.”
My jaw set. “Maybe.”
“I still need to meet the infamous Madi. Especially if you’re gonna fall in love with her. I need a face to the name and devastation.”
“Fuck off,” I groaned. He continued to laugh. “I can’t believe you’re laughing at a time like this.”
His grin cracked even wider. “You know you love me. Which means if you need anything, you’ll let me know. Okay?”
“Of course. And same.”
Mateo gave a wave and headed out. I watched him go, then started to clean up for the day. I reset everything, sent a couple emails, finished a couple of estimates, then locked down the garage.
Twenty minutes later, I was stepping into my shower.
Hot water ran down my back. I scrubbed every inch of my body, steam easing my muscles.
What was I going to do about everything?
My conversation with Austin came back to mind. He was right about jumping into BDSM, it could be worse for us in the long run.
But when it came to Madi, any sort of willpower I thought I had evaporated.
And June?
If she asked me to have sex tonight, I’d say yes. I knew I’d say yes. I couldn’t resist her either.
“Fuck me,” I whispered to myself.
I barred my arm against the titled wall, resting my forehead against it as I let the water keep running. My cock hardened as I slid my hand down, my breath puffing out.
It’d been too long since I’d had a warm body beneath me. This morning with Madi changed that.
All I could think about was Madi and June—fuck. Fuck it. Fuck it all.I didn’t stop myself from thinking about them together this time. I didn’t pull back.
