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“Well, since the marriage turned into a complete failure after she found out I was bi, I’d say no.”

“You didn’t tell her before?”

“I didn’t think I had to share my past relationships or sexual history as long as I was faithful to her.”

Apparently, he’d been mistaken.

Dayne huffed, “If I had to divulge all of my past sexual history, I might as well write a book and just hand it over.”

“It sounds like it would be a tome,” Cara teased. “Or saga.”

Dayne winked at her. “One that would make you blush more than those erotic romances you read.”

That comment made Heath believe that Dayne was kinkier than what he’d seen so far. The resort owner was probably holding back, most likely due to Cara’s inexperience.

Neither wanted to overwhelm her. They didn’t want to abruptly shove her into this lifestyle, but instead, give her encouragement and gentle nudges. She would either enjoy it and continue on that path, or put on the brakes and find an alternate path she’d be more comfortable with.

They needed to consider her like a rose bud. With a little time and attention, she would eventually bloom into everything she was ever meant to be when it came to sex and intimacy. As long as Cara didn’t wake up from her nap and decide she made a mistake by agreeing to come to his cabin tonight. For her, being with two men might be too much, too soon.

Heath had asked Dayne to arrive early so they could figure out how to handle each other without getting into any kind of push and pull in front of Cara. While Heath was open to being either the top or bottom, not all men were. He also had no idea what Dayne’s limits were when it came to kinky play.

Once Dayne arrived, they discussed all that and more.

Luckily, it turned out that Dayne had no issues with catching or pitching. That alone alleviated any second thoughts about spending the week with only him and Cara.

He loved to give and receive. Sometimes even at the same time. Since Dayne admitted he was up for anything, Heath took him at his word.

They also addressed safe words, but when it came to Cara, Heath wondered if it would even be needed. At least when it came to all three of them together.

However, he left the idea open that if Dayne wanted toplay to the point where safe words were needed, they might have to exclude her. Or at least warn her first so she could excuse herself if it became overwhelming.

Dayne agreed that giving her options would give her more power.

Heath was relieved their outlook on kinky play aligned. The most important thing this week would be safety and communication.

He’d normally include trust in that list, but he’d only known both Cara and Dayne for less than a day. It would take time to build that trust. He wasn’t even sure if that could be achieved in a week.

Heath swung his gaze over at the man looking sexy as shit as he leaned against the counter in the cabin’s kitchenette.

What Heath found mind-blowing was the fact two of them existed on Earth. Even though he hadn’t met Dylan yet, he reminded himself not to randomly touch anyone looking exactly like Dayne without confirming his identity first.

That would not only be awkward, but also a violation of the resort’s consent policy.

Heath managed to stop staring at Dayne and glanced at the time. “She’ll be here soon. Do we want to wait for her in the hot tub?”

Dayne pushed off the counter and slipped his phone from his jeans. “Sure. I can send her a text telling her to find us around back.”

“Hopefully, she’ll see it in time and not assume we ditched her.”

“We can tack a note to the door, too,” Dayne suggested. “Just in case.”

They ended up doing both.

“I’m assuming you didn’t bring a bathing suit.”

Dayne smirked. “What fun would that be?”

Heath shrugged. “It could be fun to peel you out of it.”