Page 30 of A Treasure To Keep (Leone Legacy #2)

Marco

I t’s been several weeks since Andrea, El, and I decided to continue our relationship. The three of us are currently tangled in a pile of limbs after Andrea and El got back from work.

“My initial plan was to come over here and ask about what happened during Alessandro’s fitting today.

Then you had to go and take off your top to distract me with your tits.

El, what did you do?” The glare she gives me says everything her mouth doesn’t.

That she thinks I’m the dumbest son of a bitch alive.

“Do you know me at all, Marco? I need to plan Luci’s baby shower, and she’s not answering my texts.

I don’t have Alessandro’s phone number, and per usual, you’re no help.

My only option was to catch him by surprise.

Also, you caught me while I was changing into my pajamas.

It’s not my fault you were staring at my tits.

” I turn my head toward Andrea to find him smirking by the time El is done speaking.

All three of us know she took off her top intentionally, knowing that I’ll shove whatever I was mad about in the first place to the side.

To be fair, she’s got a great rack. Perky, almost symmetrical, with nipples that are proportional to her cup size. A+ tits.

“How am I no help? I think I can help both of you out plenty.” I pull Andrea and El toward me, holding them close as their hands lie on my chest.

I swear El’s eyes will end up stuck in the back of her head with how much she rolls them at me. “If I remember correctly, you said you didn’t want to get involved in anything having to do with Luci’s pregnancy. Also, when I asked you to help, you refused. Sooooooo yeah. Bite me.”

“Happily.” I go to bite her neck when El’s phone dings with an incoming text. She turns away from me, jumping out of bed when she reads it. Talk about a fucking cock block.

El’s head peeks out from the bathroom, cocking to the side after I hear the sound of the shower turn on. “Speak of the devil! At least SOMEONE is helpful and let Luci know I’m trying to reach her.” That ‘someone’ I’m sure is Alessandro since I’m supposedly no help.

Andrea and I are left alone in bed for the first time, and suddenly, the annoyance with El turns into awkwardness between Andrea and me. I’ve never been alone with Andrea naked. What do I say?

“So, uhh. I heard it’s supposed to be nice outside today.” The weather? That’s the best I can come up with?

Andrea sighs as he sits up, scooting back on the bed until he’s able to lean on the headboard. “Marco, your dick was just in my ass. What’s wrong?”

“It’s weird without El here. It’s never been the two of us.” Even during my fittings, I’m wearing clothes and in a shop with other people close by. This is different.

“Okay, let’s talk about it. I’m bisexual. You’ve never been with a man before me. Is this some phase? Are you exploring your sexuality? What am I to you?” Those are good questions. And I know I’m about to fuck everything up.

“You’re someone I enjoy fucking.” There it is. Andrea rips the covers off himself, rolling out of bed as he throws on his pants.

“Don’t you dare say that to El. I know we promised that this would be emotionally casual, but don’t act cold-hearted.

The two things are different. We’re people, Marco, not holes.

” Andrea has always been the calm one, except when it comes to El.

He doesn’t care about what I said; he cares about whether I see El the same way.

In reality, they’re not just holes. I’m not sure where that puts them.

The two of them are in a relationship. I'm neither of their boyfriends.

I sit up in the bed, facing away from Andrea, with my feet on the floor, when El comes back into the room. Her eyes flick back and forth between us as she tries to figure out what’s happened since she stepped into the shower.

“What did you do, Marco?” I stand up from the bed, taking the few steps it takes to the bathroom doorway where El stands.

“I’m offended, El. How do you know I did something?” El and I are in our typical standoff, only this time I’m naked, and she’s wrapped in a towel. Andrea is the one who speaks up, grabbing an outfit out of the closet for El.

“Marco is unsure of how to handle being around me alone. He’s never been with a man, mon trésor, and he may be exploring his sexuality with me.

I’m okay with that. I want to make sure that he knows this can be casual, even experimental, without any of us being insensitive.

Especially toward you. Now, I know that text was from Luci, and you’ve been talking about planning her baby shower for weeks.

I’m assuming that since you showered, you’re going over there soon.

Put this dress on, mon trésor. Tu seras belle dedans.

” El grabs the dress out of his hands and kisses him, melting at his words.

As quickly as her hair flips, her mood flips to me.

“Don’t you dare treat Andrea as a thing to stick your dick in.

If you do, you won’t have a dick to stick in anyone.

And trust me, it won’t be any loss to anyone except you.

” Damn. That venom lacing her voice is equally terrifying as it is sexy, and apparently, Little Marco gets the memo.

Before I know it, my clothes are being thrown at my head, including my shoes, and El is back to yelling.

“Are you kidding me? Why are you getting hard? Get the fuck out! You have about fifteen seconds before I grab those clothes and throw them outside instead of at your big ass head.” I snatch my other shoe from her hand as she rears back to throw it.

“Fine. Fine. Fine. I’m leaving.” I’m racing against the clock, hopping toward the front door while I’m putting my pants on. My fifteen seconds are up when El throws my shirt, wallet, and phone out in the hallway.

“Fuck! Whatever. You need an attitude adjustment, and if Andrea—” She shuts the door in my face before I can finish my sentence.

I quickly slip on my shirt before tucking my wallet into my back pocket.

When I scan around, I find my phone face down several feet away.

I do the slow reach down and turn over, only to find that the screen indeed has shattered.

Fuck. I shove the broken phone in my pocket, stomping my way out of their building before slamming my truck door shut when I climb in.

“ And trust me, it won’t be any loss to anyone except you. Fucking El.” I mock her as I drive home, planning to confront her the second she pulls up. I drive up and hide around the corner, hacking into the city’s cameras to know when she’s on her way.