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a conversation.

Two minutes later, I have a warm damp cloth in my hands as I walk back into the room. The women are exactly where I left them, Monroe draped over Shiloh’s lower body; if I didn’t know better, I’d say Monroe was pinning her to the mattress.

Monroe jolts a little as I lean over the bed and clean up my mess. Did she think I’d just toss the cloth at her and make her do it herself?

You would have even a day ago.

The knowledge shames me. I really have been an unbelievable ass when it comes to both of these women. In different ways, yes, but the fact remains. I want to turn on the lights, to see their faces, but something tells me if I try, it will end this all the sooner. The shadows conceal all manner of things, and maybe each of us need to hide a little for this conversation to happen. “I’m sorry.”

Monroe lifts her head off Shiloh’s stomach. “Don’t you dare apologize for what we just did.” Her voice is so sharp, it sounds almost brittle. Almost vulnerable.

“No, not for that.” I shake my head. “I’m sorry for the past three weeks. I’ve mishandled things.”

Shiloh lets out a harsh laugh. “This is the third time you’ve apologized. You should know by now that quality matters more than quantity, Broderick.”

“Hush.” Monroe lets her head drop and gives Shiloh’s thigh a light smack. “Not everyone is as practical as we are. You have to learn to appreciate the moments when someone particularly stubborn comes around. This is two of those moments in one.”

“Who else—” Shiloh curses. “You’re talking about me, aren’t you?”

“Yes, love, I’m talking about you.” She plants a kiss on the center of Shiloh’s stomach and sits up.

The casual sexual intimacy sends a shard of jealousy through me, but it feels faint and unfocused. What if we got out of our own way and tried this? I’ve loved Shiloh for years, first as a friend, and then as something more, but she never showed the slightest indication that we were anything but friends. She matters too much to me for me to lose her completely because I want more, so I kept my feelings to myself.

But she didn’t come to this bed solely for Monroe.

I’d stake my life on it.

I’m about to stake so much more. Nerves make my voice harsh. “You said you only saw me as a friend.”

“I do.” Shiloh grabs Monroe’s wrist before she can smack her again. “Stop that.”

“Stop lying.” Monroe reverses their grip easily and brings Shiloh’s hand to her mouth to press a kiss to her wrist. “You didn’t lose control until he flipped me. Were you imaging it was you beneath Broderick?” She gives Shiloh’s hand a little shake. “Don’t lie.”

The silence stretches out long enough for it to become uncomfortable. My stomach drops, and my head goes light and fuzzy. We miscalculated. Holy fuck, we miscalculated, and now I’m going to lose everything. “Monroe—”

“Yes,” Shiloh says softly. She jerks her wrist out of Monroe’s grip. “Are you happy now? Yes, I was jealous that you got to experience that and I didn’t.”

Again, I start to shut this whole thing down, but Monroe laughs. “That’s not the only thing you were jealous of, was it?”

Shiloh looks away. “No.”

“Give us the rest, love.” When she still hesitates, Monroe lowers her voice to a sexy murmur. “Communication is hard and scary, but the rewards are more than worth the challenge. I would think your three orgasms prove that.”

“One of those was at my own hand.”

Monroe laughs again. “Fine, then call it two if you want to get picky. Didn’t Broderick’s big fingers feel good inside you?” My body goes hot at her words, and Shiloh inhales sharply, but Monroe doesn’t give either of us a chance to say anything. “You don’t have to answer. I already know it feels phenomenal when he strokes your G-spot. He’s rather good at finding it and quickly. Just like I know that my oral skills are unsurpassed.” She shoots me a look that I can’t quite define because of the lack of light in the room. “Then again, I bet he’s just as good with his mouth as I am. Maybe we can have a competition sometime.”

My cock goes rock hard at the thought. Of her coaxing Shiloh to orgasm and then shifting aside and giving me a turn. Over and over again until we’ve had our fill or Shiloh’s body gives out. It’s intoxicating to be unified in purpose with Monroe. It feels like riding a giant wave, moving faster than should be possible with so much force behind you. It’s exhilarating. “Do you ever get tired of playing the devil on my shoulder, Monroe?” The question comes out almost playful.

She snorts. “Why would I? It’s so damn fun.”

I finally clear my throat. I don’t want to rush into this, but rushing feels the most natural thing in the world. Still… “Do I get a say in this?”

Monroe tilts her head to the side. “That depends. Are you going to admit that you’re practically coming in your pants at the idea of getting Shiloh naked and under you—or over you, or in front of you?”

“Monroe.”

She ignores Shiloh, focusing all that formative willpower on me. “Because Shiloh isn’t the only one who’s played it safe when it comes to your relationship. If I hadn’t forced the issue, you two would live to a ripe old age and never have a difficult conversation about the fact that she wants to sit on your cock and you’re dying to eat her pussy until she damn near passes out.”

“The only one I want to pass out right now is you with your fucking mouth.” The words feel vaguely sharp, but nowhere near the vehemence I’ve dredged up in the past. Because she’s right. It’s terrifying how right she is.

Monroe leans back against the headboard and waves her hand at her lower body. “Well, I’m not

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