Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 102549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
My gaze darts to Brady.
I have no idea what to say.
“Brady knows how I feel about you and how I feel about him. If we’re going to make this work, we all need to start being honest with ourselves and each other.”
A long time ago, I would’ve said love was too hard. I would’ve said I’d never felt it. But as I take in my surroundings, the sterile hospital bed, my injured ass in a cast, the bouquet of flowers at my side, I realize this is what love is.
It’s not about grand gestures or spouting bullshit sonnets of forever. It’s showing up when they need you. It’s taking care of each other and stepping up like Brady did for Kit when my chopper went down. It’s respecting each other’s careers and life goals, even if it means you have to be apart.
What Kit, Brady, and I have is love.
It’s respect.
It’s one hell of a relationship.
“You don’t have to say it back,” Kit says. “I wanted you to know.”
The words are there, but the painkillers are making my head swim, and I’m not entirely sure this is actually happening. So I do what any respecting man in this situation would do.
“Yeah, I’m going to need my boyfriends to kiss me now.”
Brady’s grin takes my breath away, but it’s Kit’s look of relief that really gets me. I understand why he might think I wouldn’t want a relationship, but doesn’t he realize that he has always been the exception to the rule?
He has broken every damn rule I’ve ever made for myself: no hooking up with teammates. No crossing lines with roommates. No feelings. Only fun.
Granted, we’d been kidding ourselves for years that what we had was only fun. But right here and now, I can see how it was a lie that made breaking the rules less consequential. And Brady? He went and had to make us fall for him. He’s the only one we’ve ever gone back to. The only one we’ve wanted to keep seeing even though it would be inconvenient.
Brady moves in first, leaning over me and sealing his lips over mine. His tongue pushes inside my mouth, but then Kit’s there too, on the other side of me.
I grip the back of their heads to keep them where they are. Our mouths are a tangle of lips and tongues, and it’s so hot. So hot that I—
I gasp, and they both pull back.
“No, don’t stop. I …” I nod toward my groin, where my hospital gown is leaving nothing to the imagination. “I thought all the drugs they’re pumping through me was affecting the little guy, but you two … Fuck, come back and give me more.”
Brady dives right in while Kit moves to kissing down my neck instead. Both of their mouths on me. Both of them being here. We need to find a way to keep this going and to have us all in one place at the same time. I’m even willing to stay in shithouse Virginia to do it. I don’t care if the magnificent SEAL Team Six is stationed there; Coronado is the superior base. Clearly. It’s where I am.
Rivalry between bases? What rivalry?
Kit’s hand travels down my chest to the bulge in my hospital gown, but I stop him.
“Dude. If you make me come, it’s going to be a super awkward cleanup having to ask the nurse to clean the cum around my catheter. I can’t get up.”
Kit, the bastard, laughs. “That sounds like a you problem.” He strokes my cock.
“I hate you,” I say through gritted teeth.
“Should you come if you have a catheter?” Brady asks. “Like, could it make your dick explode?”
“It’s awkward but doable,” Kit says. “Trust me.”
“Well, now I want to see it.” Brady tries to lift my gown.
“And my hard-on is officially gone.” I swat his hand away. “If merciless teasing is what having boyfriends is going to be like, I might have to change my answer.”
Kit leans over me. “You love our merciless teasing.”
“Yeah, when we do it to Brady, not me.” I fold my arms.
“He’s so cute when he’s sulky,” Brady says. “Am I that cute when I’m sulky?”
“Even cuter,” Kit says, and I can’t even argue with him.
Kit steps back and sits in the visitor’s chair while Brady still hovers above me, staring at my cock.
I relent and lift my gown, only to be mortified when my mom comes through the door and announces, “We’re back.”
She stalls, and Dad runs into the back of her while Brady scrambles to put my dick away.
“What did you stop for?” Dad asks Mom.
“I think we interrupted them playing some kind of grown-up game of Doctor.”
Brady looks as embarrassed as I feel, but I take his hand to reassure him my parents won’t think he’s a total perv.