“What are you going to do? Break into Maria’s house?”
“Try me.”
Mac rejoined the conversation. “I want to knowwhat’s up with the group name.”
“Nothing’s up,” I sent back.
“Vixen…”
“Mac.”
“Dalton. There, now it sounds like AA.”
I laughed and snuggled deeper under the covers. “I can change it to something more vanilla for you two. Didn’t realize you were so delicate.”
“What about our weekend together said delicate?”
“As soon as you’re better, I’ll show you just how delicate I am.”
“Maybe you both need to prove me wrong, then. Have you seriously never shared a woman?”
Three dots appeared, showing Dalton texting a reply, but he must have deleted it, so Mac replied, “This is different, Vixen.”
“You’ve said that. But I disagree.”
“Baby girl, fucking some patch bunny isn’t the same as being with you.”
I bit my lip, aware I was treading dangerous waters. “Agreed. It’s better.”
“Where’s this coming from, gorgeous?”
Mac calling me that made me feel like a love-struck teenager. Every dang time. “IDK, I’m just lying here in bed, and I’ve gotten so used to having you guys next to me, it’s hard to fall asleep. So my mind is doing its thing. Plus, I haven’t had sex in over a month.”
“And your horny little mind just went straight to a threesome?”
“Come on, Dalton, tell me that the three of us and a weekend away at the cabin doesn’t sound like heaven?”
“I’m not knocking that.”
“Mac?”
“You’re seriously asking me this right now?”
“Yes?”
I could practically hear the man’s sigh.
“Vixen, I’m not sharing you the first time I get younaked.”
“Can’t say I blame him, baby girl.”
“I’m a selfish bastard.”
“You’re my selfish bastard.”
“Damn right.”
“I’m yours too, baby girl. You’ve got both of us. Don’t doubt that.”
