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He fuckinglaughs.

I’ve known this guy for over a decade, and yet as we lie in my bed, our girl between us, it hits me like a train careening down the tracks that I’ve never heard him laugh openly and genuinely. Not like this. Despite it being at my expense, I love it. I love him.

“I heard you had jokes now,” I grumble, reaching over Jojo’s still-sleeping form to shove his shoulder. “Finish that and go to sleep. You’re welcome to stay in here if you think you’ll be able to rest.”

He puffs away, then puts the joint out and passes it back to me. I collected the others earlier, and I’ll dispose of them accordingly tomorrow.

Based on the shit that’s gone down over the last twenty-four hours, I’m not putting it past any of the SportsZone clowns to interpretunbarred accessas permission to go through our garbage.

“You did good, Kyl,” I whisper into the dark. “You did real good.”

The mattress dips, and he moves closer. It’s too dark to see him, but I hear him place a quiet kiss on Jojo’s forehead.

“Anything for this family,” he repeats with a yawn.

Chapter 10

Josephine

“Josephine.”

Yawning, I peek one eye open and cuddle closer between Kylian and Kendrick. I swore I heard my name, but they’re both still asleep.

Kylian doesn’t usually sleep well outside the Nest, but from the way he’s passed out beside me, it’s obvious last night was just as satisfying and exhausting for him as it was for me.

“Josephine.”

It’s louder this time, and it’s accompanied by a hand wrapping around my ankle under the covers.

I sit up like a shot, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I blink into the darkness.

“Shh,” a shadow soothes from the end of the bed. “It’s just me.”

Coming to, I survey the trim waist and make my way to the set of broad shoulders before focusing on the tight-set jaw and onyx eyes locked on me.

“What do you want, Cap?” I groan, scrubbing a hand down my face.

“I want to take you somewhere.” He tugs on both my ankles, pulling me down the bed toward him.

My heart leaps into my throat at the sudden movement. “Stop,” I hiss, kicking out to force him to release me.

“Quiet,” he scolds, looking at the guys on either side of me. “Get up and let me talk to you.”

Wary about what he’s up to, I slither down the middle of the mattress so I don’t disturb Kylian or Kendrick. When I reach the end, I let my feet hang off the edge and pause as a yawn catches me by surprise.

“Josephine,” Decker simpers.

I guess I’m not moving fast enough for him this morning.

With another yawn, I swing my legs, forcing myself to wake up. “I’m tired,” I pout.

Kendrick kept us up way too late, and although I was more than happy to indulge in all the wicked, delicious fun, I assumed I’d get to sleep until a decent hour this morning. I don’t even remember if I went to the bathroom before I finally passed out. All I know is that I was sore, sated, stoned, and so damn happy sandwiched between two of the men I love.

Decker bends low, and In the most tender move I’ve ever experienced from this man, he tucks my hair behind my ear, runs his nose along my jaw, and kisses my temple. “Josephine. I—I need you, okay?”

Chest constricting, I sit up straighter and wrap my arms around his neck. “What do you need?”

“I wanted to take you out on the boat before sunrise. I’ll be tied up all day, so this is our only chance, but if you need more sleep, just say so. It’s your choice, Siren.”