He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 48

I leaned back enough to look at him. Milo’s thumbs swept the tears off my cheeks, and then he dug into his pocket and pulled out a small pack of tissues.

I stared.

He cleared his throat, cheeks coloring. “Uh. I keep them in case Jace and I… get a little carried away

and need cleanup.”

I took a couple tissues and wiped my face, still stunned. He kissed my forehead, soft and steady.

“I’m sorry,” I told him, voice rough. “I jumped straight to the worst. I saw you four together and the way it looked and… I thought you’d decided you didn’t want a relationship with me after all.”

I swallowed hard.

“I came today planning to tell you both I wanted one too. But then I saw you and it felt like my whole world cracked. I got stupid jealous. So I asked Maren if I could borrow Gavin for revenge.”

I exhaled, wincing at myself.

“Gavin’s my friend. He’s in my groupanter unlocked Eray Readingle’s completely in love with

Maisie,

Maren. Actually… if anyone should be jealous, it’s you guys. She wants me in a threesome with her and

Gavin.”

Fuck. Shut up, Scar.

Milo’s expression darkened. A growl vibrated in his chest as his arm tightened around me.

“I don’t fucking think so,” he said. “You’re ours. Not anyone else’s.”

My voice dropped to a whisper. “You still want me?”

My fingers drifted over his ink–chainsaw, then a hunting knife, then a machete–until I reached a gloved hand with blades for fingers. I pulled back just to take it all in. Horror movie tributes. So fucking

cool.

“Of course we still want you,” Milo said.

“I thought you were angry.”

He glanced over my shoulder. “Oh, baby. I am.” His tone sharpened. “And it looks like you’re about to be punished.”

I turned my head and saw Jace charging toward us. His face was set in pure fury.

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He didn’t ease in. He just reached down, lifted me straight up out of Milo’s lap by my arms, and I

dangled like I weighed nothing. He gave me a small shake–enough to make the point–and I felt like a

doll in his hands.

“How could you think we’d want anyone else?” he demanded. “We’ve been pining for you. Waiting for

you to decide.” His jaw flexed. “Natalie just tore into me. She said you thought my sisters were

replacements?”

His eyes burned. “Scar, no one replaces you. You’re it for us.”

Then he crushed his mouth to mine.

I moaned, instinct taking over, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He

moved while kissing me–steady steps–and I heard the unmistakable clunk of a truck bed being

lowered.

A second later Jace sat down, and Milo settled behind me, hands cupping my breasts. He toyed with

my nipples until they peaked hard, and pleasure broke a sound out of me.

When Jace finally pulled back, his lips hovered by mine. “Tell me you’re ours, princess.”

Behind me, I felt Milo slide my bag off my shoulder and toss it into the truck bed.

I breathed in, trembling. “That’s what I was going to tell you tonight. I want this. I want a relationship-

just the three of us.”

“That’s it,” Milo murmured against my shoulder. “Just us. No extras.”

“Good,” Jace said, voice clipped. “Now that we’ve settled that…”

He shifted me, flipping me facedown across his lap.

“Damn,” he muttered, hands skimming my hips. “This suit looks unreal on you.”

His palm came down on my left bare ass cheek.

I yelped. Heat bloomed instantly.

“That one’s for thinking we’d want somebody else,” Jace said.

The next smack landed on my right cheek–harder.

“And that one’s for making us so jealous someone had to drag me away.”

Another strike, then his hands smoothing over both cheeks, rubbing out the sting. I moaned despite

myself.

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“That,” he whispered, voice right in my ear, “was for dancing like you were trying to ruin us.”

His hand slid between my thighs. He found me soaked.

Then one more sharp smack landed across both cheeks at once.

“That’s for kissing someone who wasn’t us,” Milo said.

“What?” Jace bellowed, twisting to look.

Milo snorted. “Relax. It was her dance partner’s girlfriend. And Scar says she wanted her in a

threesome with her and her boyfriend.”

Jace hauled me upright and pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him. I whimpered–my cheeks

were blazing.

“No,” he said flatly, right to my face.

His scowl was so intense it made me giggle. The anger eased off him, melting into something softer, and he kissed me gently.

“You’re ours,” he said, calm but absolute. “Only ours. And we’re yours–only yours. Yeah?”

“Yeah,” I breathed.

Later, I brought them over and introduced them to my core group as my boyfriends. Gavin shook both their hands and apologized, and the guys accepted it–at least for his role in my petty little revenge.

We took a group photo with everyone crowded together.

It ended up being the best day.

And the sp–nkings?

Turns out I liked them. A lot.

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