Page 57 of Swept Away

“How does your schedule look tonight?”

“Tonight?” I singsong. “I need a week to recharge,” I joke.

“There’s not much time for recharging,” he says before waiting for a different answer. “Tell me.”

“I need to work today. I have a deadline on a project that has to be finished by Monday.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

“No.”

“Then go work. I’ll pick you up tonight at seven.”

His eyes don’t leave mine.

I move my gaze over his face.

“Are we doing this?” I ask softly.

“I think we are,” he says quietly.

“What’s the plan for tonight?”

“We go out and eat and then spend some time together.”

“The three of us?” I ask incredulously.

“The three of us.”

“Huh…” I murmur, falling back into my seat.

“What? You don’t want him?”

I look at him.

“I want him.”

“Then?”

“What if I want him too much?”

“Like, if you want him more than you want me? You’ll never like him more than you like me.”

I weigh my answer before moving close to his lips.

“What if I need to choose between the two of you at some point?” I murmur against his lips.

He gives me a knowing smile.

“That’s the thing. You’ll never have to choose.”

“Have to? Or I won’t be allowed to?”

“Allowed to.”

He flashes a grin again.

“Go now before I change my mind and fuck you in the car.”