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He grinned himself, shrugging. “We talked a lot this morning.
Troy and I both want to be here, or wherever you are. We know the
apartments aren’t large enough unless we move, but if we do that,
might as well be where one of us already is. We’ll take our time, but
you can expect us here a lot. In fact.” He reached into a pocket, and
pulled a ring with two keys on it. “These are yours.”
“What are they to?” She eyeballed the keys, unsure.
“Call it our statement of intent. They’re keys to our
apartments. We had them made this morning.”
She turned out of Troy’s arms to face them both. The keys
clinked into her palm. Michelle was stunned. “You mean it?”
“Heart and soul,” Troy said.
She closed her fingers over the keys, knowing the promise
they were making. Swallowing over another damn lump, she tried to
find her voice. “I think this will work. I agree we should take some
time, but…” She sucked in a solid breath, then tipped to lock on
them both. “I love you too. Both of you.”
“That sounds so good coming from you,” Troy said.
“I’m sorry about the outburst. I don’t have men staying over,
and waking alone…” She blushed, but she couldn’t help that it had
hurt and confused her.
“That’s why we need the time,” Troy informed her. “We’ll see
how things look a couple of months down the road and reevaluate.
How does that sound?”
Lifting her lips, she received kisses from both her men,
sighing in pleasure when they granted her need. “I think that sounds
wonderful.”
Epilogue
Five months later
“I love it,” Michelle stated, staring at the house from the
sidewalk. She held a hand apiece. Troy’s heart melted every time she
did that.
“We’ll rent it for now, but the option is to buy.” Troy held the
paperwork to the squat one story ranch style home in his other
hand, but they’d wanted to make sure it was enough for all of them,
that they’d all want what the house offered, and stood for. They’d
just finished walking through it, and his heart had been in his throat
the whole time, until she’d said those three words.
“And it’s still close enough to the call center and the gym,”
Angel said. “Only added about eight minutes for any of us.”
“Can’t beat that,” Michelle agreed.
“I know it’s a big step,” he started to explain, but Michelle cut
him off.
“It’s okay Troy. I’m ready. I know you two are.” She winked at
him, then leaned off balance into Angel, who wrapped his arm
around her. Her saucy attitude made him salivate. She was bold in
her affections, daring tradition to love them openly. It was one of the
things he loved about her. It wasn’t that she was inconsiderate, but
no one was going to rule how or who she cared for.
Unfortunately, she had caught some heat at the gym for
starting a relationship with clients, but neither Angel nor Troy
would have let it get out of hand. Both went and spoke with Victor,
one of the gym owners, to his face. Troy told them he was thankful
for the membership, but if their policies were going to keep him
from marrying the best thing in his life, then they could kiss his ass.
What shocked Troy was even though she’d broken policy and
they knew she had, Victor simply shook their hands and told them
to take care of her. The only reason she got into trouble at all was
because he wanted to make sure the men she’d chosen were good
enough. And Troy and Angel had proven it by fighting for her.
She wasn’t wearing the diamond yet on the hand curled
through his. He and Angel had picked one out, and were saving it. It
was a surprise they hoped she’d love. The agreement was to let
things happen between the three of them. Michelle was the one
unused to a shared relationship, though she was certainly finding
her way very well.
The house was the next stage to permanence. It seemed the
smartest move, since they were rarely at their apartments anyway.
Angel moaned, and Troy glanced at the two most important
people in his life. His air stuck in his throat, watching them. Angel
was nipping at her neck, and she’d let his hand go to cup his groin.
Angel’s hands spread over her flat stomach, holding her snug. “That
is so hot,” Troy murmured.
Her lashes lifted slowly, a knowing smile flitting over her lips.
“Do we have to wait here for the agent?” she asked, sounding
breathless.
Troy shook his head, his cock swelling with the want to feel
her.
“Let’s go home, man,” Angel said, biting hard enough to tug
at creamy skin. “I have a hot woman in my hands who’s hungry.”
She purred then licked her lips. Troy didn’t have to be told
twice. All three dashed for the car, managing to stay dressed long
enough to get them in the door of Michelle’s bungalow.
About the Author
Diana DeRicci is the sexy, flirty pen name of Diana Castilleja. A
romance author at heart, DeRicci’s writing takes you into a saucier
spectrum
of
sensuality
and
sexual
adventure,
where
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