Текст книги "One Wicked Night"

Автор книги: Kelly Jamieson

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She huffed out a little laugh, pleasure sliding through her at his words. “I don’t know about that,” she said. “I can’t be the only woman in the world who’d fall in love with both of you. I saw the girls who chased you both in high school. I’m kinda thinking I’m the lucky one, here, the one who has two guys who care about me. That’s…unbelievable.”

Nick’s arm came around her too, and she realized he’d put the other arm around Tyler and they stood in a circle, holding each other.

“I guess we’re all the lucky ones,” Tyler said. “Probably me most of all. I never felt like I was worth loving by anyone. And now I have both of you.” His voice choked up and he squeezed his eyes closed. Kaelin’s throat tightened up too, and for long moments they just held each other.

Tyler lifted his head and his mouth met hers in a hard, fierce kiss. He turned to Nick and kissed him too, his arm around Nick’s neck. Then he looked him in the eyes. “I love you, Nick.” Nick’s eyes closed, his Adam’s apple bobbed, his mouth compressed, and then they kissed again. Emotion swelled in Kaelin’s chest watching them.

The kiss escalated into scorching, and Tyler moved back and forth between Nick and Kaelin, nipping at lips, licking inside their mouths, and then Kaelin turned to Nick and kissed him too, so hot and heartfelt, and when they broke apart, breathing heavy, she looked at Tyler and the look in his eyes almost took her knees out, the hottest, most profound worship and love she’d ever seen.

“Come back to bed,” Tyler murmured. “Both of you.” And he took both their hands and led them from Nick’s room, with a smaller double bed, to his with its massive king-size bed.

Kaelin wanted this to be about Nick. She and Tyler had had their moments earlier and this had to be for Nick, and when she and Tyler exchanged glances she knew he felt the same.

“Wanna fuck you,” Tyler whispered against Nick’s mouth as he undid Nick’s jeans.

Nick groaned and their kisses went hard, savage. They each shoved off their jeans, and Nick broke the kiss long enough to yank his T-shirt over his head. Kaelin took it from his hands and tossed it onto the chair, stroked her hands down their backs as they kissed again, now naked, their hard, muscled bodies pressed together, their hands fisted in each other’s hair.

They moved to the bed and Tyler pushed Nick down on his back. Nick went to roll over, and Tyler stopped him. “Face to face,” he growled. Nick adjusted his position on the bed and held out a hand to Kaelin. She smiled, her chest feeling so full and tight, and sat beside him on the bed, rubbed his chest. He sucked in air, as Tyler moved over him and kissed him again.

Tyler lifted up to kiss Kaelin once more, with a lingering stroke of his tongue over her bottom lip, and a heated eye-lock that seared her soul, before he started kissing his way down Nick’s body. She watched, heat rolling over her body in hot, erotic waves, as Tyler licked Nick’s nipples, kissed his rippled abs, shifted lower and…and… She let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding when Tyler took Nick’s cock in his mouth.

Her body turned to liquid as she watched, wide-eyed, aching inside with an intense need, mesmerized by their passion for each other. Nick reached for her hand and clasped it, and her heart swelled. She looked at his face, saw his eyes close in ecstasy, his mouth open. She leaned over and brushed a kiss on his lips, then licked her own lips. Watching with avid eyes as Tyler closed his mouth over Nick’s cock and slid down it, then back up, sucking.

Ohgodohgodohgod, that was so hot, so hot, so hot. She pressed a hand between her legs where she ached.

Tyler sucked on him, licked him, rubbed the head of Nick’s cock around his lips and sucked him again, Nick’s cock filling his mouth. Then he moved lower still, pushed Nick’s legs up, so he could nuzzle Nick’s balls, and lick and suck there.

Nick groaned, his fingers tightened on hers and Kaelin’s bare, wet pussy pulsed against her own palm. Oh god.

“Kaelin.”

Her eyes flew to Tyler’s face.

“Can you reach into that drawer there and find the bottle of lube?”

She quickly stretched out and yanked open the drawer, found the bottle and handed it to Tyler. He squeezed some of the liquid into his palm, drizzled more all over Nick’s cock and balls, and then he rubbed it in, making both their cocks all slick and shiny, long and hard, roped with heavy veins, and Kaelin thought she was going to die from the excitement of watching this. Her heart fluttered in a fast, uneven rhythm, her breath coming in short pants.

Nick groaned again and released her hand to slide his hands beneath his knees, pulling them back toward his chest. His cock pulsed on his belly as Tyler moved between his legs, on his knees, his cock in his hand, and when Tyler pushed into him, Nick’s face contorted and he gave a softy cry.

“Oh yeah,” Tyler said. “Gonna fuck you now. Gonna fuck you so hard.”

“Yes. Do it.”

Kaelin’s eyes widened as she watched, her breath quickening even more. Tyler hadn’t used a condom, was bare inside Nick, but they’d been together a long time and had probably had that conversation, and she trusted they’d be having that conversation with her soon.

Acting on instinct, she reached for Nick’s cock, all slicked up with lube, and stroked him.

“Oh yeah,” Nick said. He turned his face into the pillow. “Oh Christ, that’s good, yeah, Kaelin, honey.”

She met Tyler’s eyes, blazing cobalt blue, returned her gaze to Nick’s beautiful cock and balls, and to where their bodies joined so intimately. More waves of heat swept over her as she pulled on Nick’s shaft, hand sliding easily, then faster as Tyler moved faster against him, inside him, harder, faster, slamming into him.

The sound of their bodies slapping, Nick’s muted noises, and Tyler’s deep groans of pleasure filled the room. So beautiful, so hot, so moving. Something she never in her craziest fantasies would have imagined, but she was there, loving them, both of them, and it was right and perfect.

Tyler held Nick’s legs, his chest and six-pack abs gleaming with perspiration, his face tight and intense, and he pounded into him. Kaelin licked her lips, gripped Nick’s cock tighter. Her pussy tightened and pulsed, so close to coming and she wasn’t even touching herself. She concentrated on Nick, on the cadence of her hand on him, moving faster.

“Gonna come,” he muttered thickly, head moving on the pillow. “Fuck me, I’m gonna…ungh.” His words turned in to a growl and he pulsed in her hand, so alive, so hot, white jets of semen spurting onto his belly. She watched with fascination and then Tyler shouted, too, holding himself against Nick’s body, eyes closed, fingers gripping Nick’s legs.

She had to come too, had to, and she slipped her hand between her legs and rubbed furiously, so aroused it only took seconds before she did. When she opened her eyes, both guys watched her, with heavy-lidded, hot eyes. “Aw, sweet baby,” Tyler rasped. “So hot, baby.”

They all collapsed together on the bed. After a few long moments of sucked-in breaths, Tyler moved and drew up the tangled covers, Kaelin in the middle. And they all slept.

They awoke late in the morning, blinds blocking out most of the sun but not all, but this time there was no panic, no fleeing from the room. Other than Tyler, who, after lying there for a few minutes, flung back the covers and leaped out of bed.

“I can’t lie around all day,” he declared.

Nick lifted a head and gave him a bleary-eyed gaze. “Then make yourself useful and make some coffee for us.”

Tyler disappeared out of the room and Nick pulled Kaelin in against his body. “He’s a morning person. I got no problem lying around in bed,” he muttered in her ear.

She laughed softly and snuggled into him. “Me neither.”

They kissed, just the two of them, long, open-mouthed kisses, Nick’s hand sliding up and down her back, while she got hotter and he got harder.

When Tyler returned with three cups of coffee, they turned to him, Kaelin in a haze of lust. “Oh,” she mumbled. “Oh yeah. Coffee.”

Tyler snorted and set the mugs on the table beside the bed. “Apparently you forgot all about it. And me.”

She shot him a gaze, but recognized the teasing glint in his eye, and she held out a hand to him. He slid back into bed, pressing her between their bodies. Nick continued kissing her mouth, her cheek, her jaw, while Tyler’s lips nibbled at the sensitive nape of her neck and his tongue dragged over her shoulder.

They played like that for a long time, exploring each other’s bodies, tasting and teasing, petting and pleasing, heat building, sweetness expanding. Kaelin had never felt so adored, so worshiped as they touched her and whispered to her. It was intoxicating, dizzying, gratifying. She took pleasure too, in touching them, threading her fingers through silky hair, brushing over taut nipples, filling her hand with thick columns of throbbing flesh.

Then Nick flipped to his back, bringing her on top of him, their mouths fused in a lush kiss. “Mmm, nice,” she murmured against his lips and wriggled her body. He groaned, and then she felt Tyler behind her, stroking her butt, finding Nick’s cock. He must’ve grabbed a condom. She bit her lip. Damn. She really didn’t want them to use it, wanted to feel them bare inside her, but for now, better safe than sorry. Wasn’t that always her motto?

Tyler rolled the condom onto Nick’s cock, and then helped him find his way inside Kaelin in a stretching push into her. He filled her so beautifully and she moved on top of him, rising to ride him.

Nick watched her with hot eyes, his gaze dropping to her breasts. “So beautiful,” he murmured. He reached for them, filled his hands with them then pinched her nipples, sensation cascading from nipple to womb. She moved on top of him, up and down, Tyler’s hand on her back then gathering her hair at her nape. Then he pushed her down, back down to lay on Nick’s chest, with a gentle pressure on her back. She kissed Nick and rubbed her face against his.

Delicious. So hot and sexy and delicious.

“You are beautiful, Kaelin,” Tyler whispered from behind her. His hand on her butt made her twitch. His fingers teased her anus, sending sparks cascading outward over her body from there, making her pussy tighten so much around Nick’s cock that he groaned. He pressed her face to his neck again, thrusting up into her while Tyler played with her ass, teasing and stroking and then probing lightly, so gently. She whimpered again. She’d never done this, wasn’t sure if she wanted to do it, but, helpless to the fiery pleasure torching her entire body, she let it continue.

“So pretty there,” Tyler whispered. “So damn tight and pretty.” When his finger breached her, sharp sensation stabbed then retreated and she let out the breath she’d been holding.

“Need lube,” Tyler muttered and his finger withdrew and the bed shifted as he moved. Nick continued slowly fucking up into her, arms around her, holding her so tightly, reassuringly. She heard the noises of Tyler opening a bottle, a squirting sound and then felt the coolness as his lubed-up fingers slicked over her ass again. This time his penetration didn’t startle her as much, and when he moved his finger inside her and stroked over nerve endings there, her head lifted in shock. Fiery ecstasy tore through her body and she cried out.

Oh sweet Jesus, that felt incredible! She never, ever would have thought that sensation there, combined with her pussy being filled, would create such a wild and violent pleasure. Everything inside her tightened and drew up in a tight, hard point of nearly painful ecstasy. She was going to come, already, too fast. She didn’t want this to end already.

As if sensing that, Tyler withdrew from her. He moved over her, straddling both her and Nick, his cock warm and heavy on her lower back as he kissed her shoulder, supporting his weight on his arms. “Wanna fuck you there,” he murmured into her ear. “So Nick and I are both fucking you at the same time.”

She knew it was a question and that he was waiting for a response. If she wanted him to stop, he would. She should stop him. But she couldn’t say no. But she couldn’t quite say yes, either.

Tyler scooped her hair off her face and held it with one hand. “Kaelin. I won’t do it unless you say yes. Unless you say you want it.”

Oh god, he was going to make her do it. She knew exactly why, last weekend, she’d wanted to be restrained, wanted that responsibility taken away from her. But that Tyler knew and understood…knew how she’d never been able to express what she wanted, how most of her life what she’d wanted hadn’t mattered. He understood. Even though she wanted him to just do it, it meant so much that he wouldn’t do this without her consent. She liked that.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Damn you, yes. That’s what I want.”

She was sandwiched between them, her body a hot glow of pleasure. Tyler took a moment for more lube, and she pictured him rolling a condom on his cock, all thick and shiny and ribbed with veins. Then the blunt head was nudging her entrance. She squeezed her eyes closed.

“Relax, Kaelin,” Nick soothed again, stroking her back, holding her head. “Relax. It’ll be so good, sweetheart.”

Tyler eased into her slowly, so slowly and carefully, and again his thoughtful patience warmed her inside. But despite his care, he was huge and she was untried there, and a sharp burst of fiery pain flashed over her. Oh god, he was splitting her ass in two! She cried out, bit her lip hard to stifle another cry. Nick continued to whisper soft words in her ear and stroke her back and neck.

“Ah, Kaelin.” Tyler’s voice was hoarse. “I’m sorry, babe, I know at first it hurts…stay with me. Bear down. Like you’re pushing me out.”

“I want to do it,” she whispered. “I want to.” She wanted to do it for them. She tried to control her trembling body and do as he said and miraculously he eased farther into her. The pain shifted into hot ecstasy, washing over her in waves of heat, a burning rapture. Oh dear god.

So full. So incredibly full, Nick’s cock in her pussy stroking, stroking, deep inside her, sliding over nerve endings, Tyler’s cock in her ass touching forbidden sensitive places inside her there. Her head whirled at the eroticism of it. It was her darkest, wildest fantasy come true, both of them like this.

She let herself slip into near delirium, floating on white-hot pleasure, fire rippling under her skin, heating her up. She moaned again and again, unable to stop the noises that escaped her.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Tyler groaned, and he bent over her and dragged his tongue over her back, kissed her shoulder. “So good, babe. So hot and tight.”

“Can you feel each other?” She managed to put words together into a question.

“Yeah.” Tyler nuzzled her hair then rose up again. “Yeah, I can feel his dick inside your pussy.”

They found a rhythm and moved together, rocking into her in seductive, sensuous slides, and that coil of heat inside her twisted and tightened again, building, higher, higher. It kept building so high it almost scared her, she’d never been that high before, reaching for that incredible sharp point of almost painful ecstasy. The pressure of Tyler’s damp body from behind and Nick’s body on her clit gave her the final stimulation she needed to send her flying. Sparks exploded in front of her eyes, fire raced through her veins and she lost all awareness of what was happening, other than the feelings rocketing through her body.

Only vague awareness teased the edges of her consciousness when Nick and Tyler came too, shouting and groaning their own pleasure, pulsing inside her in heavy jerks, pressing their bodies so tightly to her, squeezing her between them, the three of them joined like that in an incredible, intimate connection. The completion of it, the perfect grace and beauty and generosity of it, touched her soul. Her heart turned over in her chest and she knew she was utterly lost, all of her, her body, her heart, her soul, lost to them—both of them.

Chapter Seventeen

“Damn. Coffee’s cold.” Nick put on a pout.

Kaelin huffed out a laugh and snuggled under the covers.

“You can’t stay in bed all day,” Tyler said. After that powerful, draining orgasm, he’d crashed again in a short nap, but now felt full of energy, practically vibrating with it. “Come on, get up. I’ll make more coffee.”

Kaelin opened one eye to peek at Nick, who met her gaze and smiled lazily.

Tyler watched them, a hot softness expanding in his chest. There were going to be some growing pains as they all learned about each other and figured things out. But he could handle it.

With an exaggerated stretch and yawn, Kaelin got out of bed. “Damn,” she said. “My bag is still in my car. I don’t have anything to wear.”

“You looked good in that shirt of mine,” Tyler said with a wicked grin.

“Better than good,” Nick added, patting her naked butt as he walked past her.

She grabbed his shirt again and slipped it on, this time finding her panties too. She followed him to their small kitchen where he started making coffee, and climbed up onto a stool at the counter.

“How long can you stay?” he asked, pouring the dregs of the last pot into the sink.

“Well. I’m on vacation for two weeks, but I can’t leave Taz for very long.”

“Is he home alone?” Tyler frowned, his hand pausing with a scoop of coffee in it.

“No! Of course not! He’s having sleepovers at the neighbors’.”

“Ah.”

“I miss him,” she said, looking down, and his heart tightened a little.

“We can have pets here,” he said casually.

Her eyes brightened. “Really?”

He nodded, chest tightening a little more. “Yeah. Cats and small dogs. And you know what else?”

“What?”

“Some of the best law schools in the country are here in Chicago.”

“That is true.” They shared a long, smiling moment.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yeah.” She tipped her head to one side. “I feel like pancakes.”

He shot her an amused glance. “Really.”

Her saucy smile tightened his heart in his chest and he reached out to cup her cheek with gentle reverence. Christ. How the hell had he gotten so lucky?

The knock on the apartment door made them both jump. Their eyes met in a silent question. Tyler shrugged, but headed to the door, wearing only his unbuttoned jeans, but Nick beat him there, dressed in a pair of shorts he’d retrieved from his own room. The door opened to reveal—

“Mom.”

Feeling as if the air had been sucked out of his lungs, Tyler stared at his mother.

Her smile was uncertain, hesitant, tremulous. “Hi, Tyler.”

He frowned, standing there just behind Nick. “What are you doing here?”

“I need to talk to you. I’m sorry to barge in. I’m on my way to the airport.”

“Airport? Where are you going? And where’s Dad?”

“He’s at home.” Sadness dimmed her smile. “I’m on my way to Italy.”

“Italy! Jesus Christ.” He gaped at her then shoved a hand in his hair. “Uh. Well. Come in.” And then he remembered Kaelin sitting at the counter separating living room from small kitchen, wearing only his shirt with one button done up and a tiny pair of panties.

Mom saw her at that moment, too, stopped and went very still. “Kaelin.”

Kaelin’s eyes shifted from one person to the other and back again but she put on a brave smile. “Hi, Mrs. Wirth.”

Mom walked farther into the living room, clutching her purse to her. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” Then she smiled, warmly, genuinely. “But I’m happy to see you here.”

Huh? There wasn’t much doubt about what was going on, given Kaelin’s skimpy attire and his own half-dressed state, and what she made of Nick being in on all this, he had no idea. His mind was still reeling from seeing her there.

“I’m just making coffee,” he told his mom, freaked out at how normal and polite and host-like his comment was. “Want some?”

“Yes. That would be nice.”

His chest clenched as he poured fresh coffee into mugs. Sticky silence hovered around them.

“So. What’s going on?” he asked his mom.

She smiled, looking strangely more at ease now she’d seen Kaelin there.

“Well. Like I said, I’m on my way to Italy.”

“Why?”

“I’ve always wanted to go there. I’m going on a cooking holiday. I’ll be staying in a little apartment and taking cooking lessons, and touring olive groves and wineries.”

“Uh. Wow.” She’d always liked to cook, but…wow.

She looked down at her coffee, then back up. “I’ve been trying to convince your father to travel with me, maybe even retire, but he’s not interested in that. So I’ve decided to go myself.” She bit her lip briefly.

“Mom. Are you and Dad splitting up?” A rock materialized in Tyler’s gut.

“Well. Not exactly. But I think some time apart will be good for us.” Her eyelashes drifted down. “I haven’t been entirely happy for some time and I think we need to do this. Figure things out. Last weekend was…difficult. But in a way, it finally got some things out in the open that needed to be said.” She looked at up him sadly. “I just wanted to keep our family together.”

“Jesus, Mom.”

“I still love him,” she said. “I just need to figure out what I want my life to be. You know, when you’ve been married thirty years you start to take things for granted. Maybe some time apart will help that.”

Tyler had a feeling there was a lot more to it than that. He appreciated that his mom wasn’t there bad-mouthing his dad or blaming him for whatever had happened, but he sensed her unhappiness with his dad, remembering last weekend, when he’d tried to talk to them, the tension between them, remembering how for the first time in his life they hadn’t been a united front against him.

“But that’s not really why I’m here,” Mom said. “Well, I wanted you to know that, but mostly I wanted to apologize.” She sighed and lifted her cup to her lips. After taking a sip, she continued. “I’m so sorry about last weekend. I’m so sorry about…everything.” She lifted her blue eyes to meet his. “I’m sorrier than you’ll ever know that you thought I believed you would rape someone. Truly, Tyler, I never really believed it.”

“Then why did you kick me out?” he said, disturbed at how low and shaky his voice was.

“It was still an incredibly stupid thing to do,” she admonished him. “Putting yourself in that position. Clearly something happened that night. Even though I believed you never forced that girl into anything, it was mortifying to have her parents contacting us and accusing you of that, and then having to give them money to keep it quiet.”

“That was your choice.”

“Yes.” She nodded. “It was. Oh, Tyler. You were only seventeen years old and you were doing crazy things like that! Tying a girl up! Naked! You were getting wilder and wilder and I thought…” She paused. “It seemed like we needed to take drastic measures. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.” Then she made a face. “Maybe. To this day I wonder if it was the right choice. I never imagined it would turn into ten years without seeing you.” She waved a hand. “But we can’t go back and change things. All I can do is tell you how sorry I am. And last weekend, yes, I know we overreacted about that rumor. I don’t want to blame your father, because lord knows I haven’t been without blame in this whole thing, but this time we really did have a…difference of opinion about how that was handled. I knew he was furious, and I was going to try to smooth things over but I didn’t really get a chance. I really don’t care if you took ten hookers up to your room.” She shot an apologetic glance at Kaelin. “I don’t mean you, dear.”

“I know.” Kaelin smiled briefly.

Mom sighed. “That’s not entirely true,” she said. “Hookers…well…I hope you never have to resort to that. But…” She held up a hand. “It’s none of my business. But it did disturb me again that something like that happened. I could kick myself, but I did have a moment where I was annoyed at you for acting so irresponsibly.”

Kaelin covered her mouth with her hand.

“But that’s all it was,” Mom continued. “It wasn’t life or death or anything to get so worked up about.”

This was freaking him out. He rubbed the back of his neck, glanced at Nick and Kaelin, who both took it all in, trying to keep their faces expressionless, apparently. Though when his eyes met Kaelin’s he saw a hint of a smile.

“But most of all, I wanted to tell you how proud I am of you.” Her voice caught. “I wanted to tell you last weekend. I was looking forward to you coming home, so I could finally tell you how proud I am of all that you’ve accomplished. Your life was spiraling out of control, and I’m so proud of what you’ve made of yourself. I could see how bright you were, how creative, how talented. I didn’t know what you were going to end up doing…”

“Neither did I,” Tyler said dryly.

She smiled, eyes shining. “But I wanted you to have the best life you could. To make the most of yourself. That’s all any mother wants, I think. I just didn’t do a good job of telling you that, I guess.”

“Mom.” His chest ached and emotions swirled inside him.

“I’m proud of you. And I love you. It hurt me to see you so angry at people who love you, just because you think you’re not worthy of their love.” She glanced at Kaelin, and then, surprisingly, at Nick. “But you are. And I think…I hope…maybe you’re figuring that out.”

Tyler didn’t know what to say.

“We’re trying to show him, Mrs. Wirth,” Kaelin said softly.

Mom turned to Kaelin and studied her face. “And you, dear…have you figured things out?”

“I think so.” She smiled.

Mom touched Kaelin’s cheek, her smile full of warm affection. “I’m so glad, dear. I always had this feeling that you weren’t entirely happy. I hated to think that you were going to end up feeling like…” She hesitated. “End up feeling unsatisfied.”

“You’re okay with…this?” Kaelin asked. “With us?”

“I am if you love him.”

Kaelin nodded. Christ. Tyler scowled. She’d told Nick she loved him, she’d told his mom she loved him, but she still hadn’t told him. But then, he hadn’t told her yet either. Suddenly Tyler felt a little less afraid of that and some of the tension eased out of him.

Mom looked at him, fiercely. “And you. Don’t hurt her. You may be too big for me to spank, but you’ll hear from me if you do that. Understand?”

“Yes, Mom.” Her protectiveness of Kaelin startled him, warmed him inside, but not as much as the way she stood up to him. Jesus. It really did make him feel—strangely—loved.

“I should go.” She set down her cup on the counter. She paused. “Do you think I could have a hug?”

Tyler’s feet felt frozen to the ground. His throat closed up and he tried to swallow. It was hard to get past all the old hurt in just a few minutes. No, it was impossible. But the look on his mom’s face, so vulnerable, so tender, wrenched at his heart, and he moved around the small counter and took her in his arms. She hugged him fiercely back.

“You will never know how much I regret the last ten years,” she said, her voice clogged with tears. “How I wish I’d been smarter or stronger…”

“It’s okay, Mom. I could have done things differently too.” His throat tightened and he closed his eyes and hugged her. “And maybe…” It killed him to say it, but… “Maybe what you did was for the best. For me.”

She drew back, eyes wet but a smile on her face. She nodded. “You were a child, Tyler. Don’t blame yourself for how you reacted. But now, it takes a man to say something like that. You’re a good man, Tyler.” She patted his cheek. “Okay. I have to get to the airport.”

“Are you driving? How did you get here?”

“I have my car. I’ve arranged long-term parking for it. I’ll be in touch. I’ll email you from Sabina.”

“Okay. Geez, Mom. Take care of yourself. Are you sure…” The idea of his mom flying half way around the world, to a strange country, all by herself, suddenly bothered him.

“I’m sure.” She turned to Kaelin and opened her arms for a hug, and Kaelin hugged her too. Then she turned to Nick and got another hug. Drawing back, she smiled up at him. “I’m not sure if I’m ready to know everything, but…I want you to be happy too, Nick.”

He nodded, his silvery gray eyes shining, a bemused smile on his mouth.

When she’d left, the three of them stood there looking at each other.

“Whoa,” Tyler said. He felt a little…drained. But exhilarated. Powerful. As if he could take on the world and win. He looked at Nick. “We’re not taking that Healthy Solutions account.”

Nick’s mouth dropped open. “What?”

Tyler headed down the hall. “I’m going back to bed.” He shot them both a grin over his shoulder.

Nick stomped down the hall after him. “Where the hell did that come from?” he yelled.

Tyler stripped off his jeans and jumped on the bed. “I was thinking about it yesterday.”

“You’re fucking nuts, man,” Nick said, but he smiled and unzipped his shorts. Kaelin walked in behind him, shaking her head.

“I thought you didn’t like lying around in bed all day,” she said.

“I’m not planning to just lie around. C’mere, sweet baby. Nick and I want to do all kinds of wicked things to you.”

She kept his shirt on and climbed up between them. “Oh yay. I like wicked things.”

His chest expanded and he glanced at Nick, who smiled too.

“You know there is something I want you to do,” Kaelin said, stretching out on the bed. “I want you to tie me up.”

Tyler’s dick leaped and he licked his lips. “Uh…sure, babe.”

“I mean, tie me up and do wicked things to me.” She held his gaze meaningfully.

He stared at her, heart thudding. “You mean…”

“Yes.”

“I can’t…”

“Tyler.” She reached for his hand and inserted her fingers between his, curling them together. “I trust you enough to let you tie me up. Do you trust me enough to do it?”

His heart swelled up so huge he thought it might explode out of his chest and he closed his eyes against the wave of emotion washing over him. Yeah, hell yeah, he trusted her. After what she’d done for him, he trusted her with his life, and he’d always trusted Nick.

“I love you, Kaelin,” he said hoarsely, giving in to his last fear. “Yes, I trust you. I trust you and love you. He looked at Nick. “Both of you.”

For a guy who’d never thought he was worth being loved by anybody, now he had two people who loved him. Maybe he’d actually start believing he deserved it, wasn’t sure why he was so lucky, but he was so damn grateful, and he planned to spend the rest of his life showing them that. Starting right now, giving Kaelin what she wanted.