Chapter 1 #2
I leaned down and kissed her softly, moaning as I wrapped my arms around her. She sank into me, deepening the kiss, and I groaned.
“I’m going to ask you again, what has you all serious?”
I sighed and rested my head on top of hers for a moment before pushing away to lean back against the counter.
“I was just thinking about how having a triad relationship takes a little more work, and how Ethan and the loves of his life can’t go out to every restaurant they want and that they have to be cognizant of the people around them. ”
Julia frowned but nodded. “You’re right.
They do. A lot of people when seeing three people at a restaurant will just think that maybe it’s a couple and their friend.
But if they want to hold hands or even kiss in the parking lot as they get into their cars, they have to be aware.
It was the same way with Sasha and me. I couldn’t go out with her to a restaurant without being aware of our surroundings the way you and I can go out. ”
“I hate that that’s even an issue.”
“It’s so much better than it used to be.
My ex and I had our share of problems, ones that we are not going to get into tonight, but Sasha wanted to face the world head-on, and so we did.
And I’ll always be grateful for that. Because I got to experience dating for real, and I was never hidden in a closet somewhere. ”
“And then you met me, and everything is perfect now,” I said, trying to lighten the mood.
She snorted, shaking her head. “I know you were in a triad once, you and Kincaid and Alexis. Was it the same as it is with Ethan and them? Did you guys go out on dates, or did you hide?”
I froze at the mention of Kincaid and Alexis.
It was only natural that I’d be thinking of my personal triad from the past, considering that we’d just had dinner with a triad that reminded me of my first long-term relationship.
It was just weird to have it mentioned so out in the open.
I did not have secrets from Julia, nor did she from me. It was how we made what we had work.
Still, it wasn’t easy to think about.
“We didn’t go out much,” I said honestly.
“It sucks. Alexis was hiding us from her family, and while Kincaid and I were completely open, we got in a few fights with others over it. So, we usually ended up just going out as couples and doing our triad thing at home. It sucked. Though there were many reasons our relationship didn’t work. That was only one of them.”
The main reason was that they had left me. But I didn’t want to think about that.
Julia cupped my face.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to bring up such bad things. I love you.”
I leaned down and kissed her again.
“I love you, too. And as for Ethan, Holland, and Lincoln… They aren’t like my old relationship. They do go out as a triad. They’re just careful about it like most people aware of their safety are. Other people just need to get over it,” I said, laughing.
“They’re always safe at our home.”
“Hell yeah, they are.”
I kissed her again, leaning into her, and she wrapped her arms around me, her hands going to my back, her nails digging in. I groaned at the sensation and leaned forward, kissing her harder.
My leg ached, and I pulled away a bit, shaking my head. “I should sit.”
A shadow crossed her face, and I knew it was because she didn’t like seeing me in pain. I hated feeling weak in front of her, but that was something we were dealing with. Albeit slowly.
She led me into the living room, and I sat down, and she straddled my waist. She didn’t even sit down on me, simply hovered over me, and I didn’t mind.
She’d be sitting on me soon enough, and we’d have a lot more fun then.
I slid my hands up her back, enjoying how her dress gathered around her hips.
And then I let my fingers dance along her skin before moving down to her panties and playing with the seam.
“You know this is a very tiny little piece of lace that you’re wearing under here.”
“I figured it’d be easier for you to finger fuck me,” she said with a wink.
I groaned, lifting my hips to press against her heat. “I’m going to do more than finger fuck you.”
She smiled at me and then kissed me hard, both of us groaning as I pulled her dress up higher, then cupped her breasts over her bra. She rocked on my hips, and both of us whimpered, my need for her growing each time she rubbed against me and the sensations it caused.
I nearly pulled her panties to the side and had her help me with my pants, but I wanted more time. Needed more time.
The doorbell rang, and we both froze, panting.
“Do you think they forgot something?” she asked, her voice low and husky and filled with desire.
I swallowed hard, my hands shaking. “I hope to hell they’re quick. And if it’s someone trying to sell us something at this time of night? I’m going to have to kill them.”
She snorted and scrambled up. “I’ve got it.”
I shook my head. “Like I said, at this time of night? I’m going with you.” I levered myself off the couch and followed her. She made it to the door before me, looked through the peephole, and frowned.
“I don’t recognize him.”
“Him?” I asked, the hair on the back of my neck standing on end.
She opened the door before I could say anything, and I blinked, staring at the man from my past, the one who had just been in my thoughts earlier. I wanted to close the door in his face and pretend that this portal into memories long past didn’t exist.
I could feel Julia freeze in front of me, but I knew she didn’t recognize him. She had never even seen a photo of this man.
But from the way Kincaid stared at me, I knew she likely had a good idea exactly who he was.
“Ronin,” Kincaid said, his voice that low, bear-like growl that had once sent me into oblivion.
He looked rough, his red hair curling over his forehead, his beard bushy.
There were blond streaks in it now as if he had been out in the sun, his freckles popping on his nose.
He wore a T-shirt so I could see his ink, newer designs that I had never touched before, and older ones that I had once licked.
And here he was, in front of me, the man who had walked away without a word, and yet he was on my doorstep as if nothing had happened.
“Kincaid,” I whispered, and Julia froze again.
The man I had loved, the guy that I promised I would never love again was standing in front of my wife and me.
The world crashed down around me.