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It’s the truth we’ve been circling from every angle. We’re already in it, every single one of us. And denying it won’t make it less real. I want them. All three of them. And they want me just as badly.

The word slips out before I can second-guess it. "Okay."

Finn straightens, eyes scanning my face. He’s waiting for me to take it back. But even if he wasn’t being serious, I am. So, I stand there and let it settle.

Finn steps in first.

His hands start at my thighs and move slowly, like he wants to show me I’m safe in his hands. When his hands reach my face his palms are warm against my cheeks. His lips move over mine like he has all the time in the world. He’s not trying to claim me just yet, he just wants to be close.

My eyes close. I can’t stop myself from leaning into him. He smiles against my mouth when I sigh, and then he pulls back just far enough to whisper, "Still good?"

"Yes."

A soft press of his lips to my forehead and he steps aside.

Jonah is next. He doesn’t say anything at all. He just moves in behind me and trails a single finger down the center of my back. My breath stutters. His hand settles at my lower back, then curves to my hip.

His mouth brushes my shoulder.

"You tell us when to stop," he says. "At any time."

I nod. He kisses the back of my neck and lingers there, lips pressed to my bare skin. And then he steps back.

Boone is still.

Watching.

Waiting.

There’s nothing casual in the way he crosses the room. His hand immediately comes to my throat. The pressure makes my breath catch.

"Say stop if you mean it," he growls.

I nod and he kisses me hard.

His mouth claims mine, hot and bruising, tongue sliding deep. His other hand grips my hip, holding me steady when myknees threaten to give out. It’s not anger in the way he touches me but it’s not tenderness either. It’s possession.

When he pulls back, I’m breathless.

Boone looks at the others, then jerks his head toward the hall. "My room."

Mae is asleep. We’ll need to be quiet and keep an ear out for her.

Boone’s hand wraps around mine as he leads the way. My legs feel unsteady but I follow him.

The second we step into Boone’s room, Jonah reaches for me first, catching my hand and tugging me gently toward the bed. He brings me close and kisses me hard. His hands slide up my sides, across my back, then down to my hips.

Finn is right there behind me. He tugs my shirt up over my head. "You nervous, baby?"

"A little."

He grins, eyes dancing with mischief. "We’ll make you forget all about that."

He kisses me before I can answer. Then he ducks down and blows a soft raspberry into my neck, just to make me laugh. I do and his smile turns into something wicked.

Boone doesn’t join yet. He watches. Standing just behind them with his arms crossed. I can feel the weight of his gaze.

When I’m down to my underwear, and Finn starts to reach for the clasp of my bra, Boone finally moves.