“Sorry, baby.” Caiden frowns at Reese. “Sooner rather than later, we need to figure out the logistics of our relationship because I don’t want to go another night without sleeping with you in my arms.”
My mind goes to my father, which feels all kinds of wrong, given the fact that I’m naked with three men. I’ve remained close because of some unrequited obligation to take care of him after my mother died. He never asked me to shackle my life to him. If anything, he’s pushed me to have my own life, like Pip. But things have been different over the last two weeks. He’s tried to reconnect with us—tried to make up for lost time.
Pip. She might be having a night with her own three men right now. Are they asking her the same question? If so, how will she answer them?
OMG—What will our father say?
I realize I don’t care. It’s time for me to focus on my happiness, my fulfillment, my pleasure. And to be honest, after tonight, I don’t think I could take a night away from their arms. The last week and a half without them have been torture. How did I become addicted to them so quickly?
“Baby?” Caiden claims my lips, plunging his tongue into my mouth. He kisses me senseless until I forget what I’m thinking about. “What’s on your mind?”
“I can’t remember.”
He chuckles. “Good to know my kisses are effective.”
Soren comes out of the bathroom with a fluffy robe over his forearm, the sound of bathwater running behind him. “We don’t have to sort this out now. Let’s take a bath.”
“I want to live with you,” I blurt out. My eyes bouncing from Caiden to Reese to Soren and back to Caiden. “I really, really do.”
“Oh, baby.” Caiden cradles my face and kisses me. “You’ve made us so happy.”
“Thrilled.” Soren turns my head and also kisses me.
“You’ve given us the most amazing gift.” Reese kisses my shoulder, love infusing me from all sides.
“What gift is that?” Sitting on Reese’s lap, I squeeze Caiden’s hand and smile at Soren.
“Family.”