“Maybe this time more than others.”
I kiss her and her eyes go wide.
Calico hops off her stool and bounces on the balls of her feet. “Does this mean what I think it means?”
With a finger under her chin, I draw her to me and brush a kiss over her lips too as Minx purrs in my ear.
“It does, as long as you still have permission to play.”
Eyes strobing with hearts, Calico bites her lower lip, the sharp fangs pressing into her black lipstick.
“We have it.” Minx says, her teeth catch my ear and I shiver.
I slip from her grasp and take one of each of their hands, walking with them through Babel and taking them to Jack.
Tonight, all three of them are mine.
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