She took a deep breath and a smile returned to her face.
“What’s up with you guys, anyway? Both wanting to date the same woman?”
I’d been waiting for this part of the conversation. It was inevitable.
And she deserved answers. After all, Carter’s and my tastes were more than a little unconventional.
“Carter and I have been in relationships with the same woman before. It’s not like we set out looking for an arrangement like that. It just sort of evolved.”
“Really?” she asked, diving into her first slice of pizza. Man, did I love a woman who could eat.
“Carter and I, we have amazingly similar tastes. Maybe I should say identical tastes. It started a long time ago, when we fell for the same woman. She suggested we both date her, so we did. It was fantastic. When one of us was busy, the other could be with her. And sometimes all three of us would go out.”
She put down her fork, looking uncomfortable. “Um, well, do you guys…you know?”
“What? Oh, do Carter and I get it on?” I had to laugh. That question always came up. “No, that’s not our thing. Not that there’s anything wrong with it,” I added with a wink.
“Oh. I was just wondering,” she said, going back to her pizza.
I smiled quietly, drinking her in.
“Jayma, I gotta tell you, I’ve wanted to take you out since the first time I met you.”
There was that blush again. Shit, I was in trouble.
“Thank you. That’s really sweet. I’m so flattered. And I’m interested in you, too. But Carter had already asked me out, and since you were his friend, I figured it wasn’t kosher.”
“Oh, it’s kosher,” I said, unable to tear my gaze from those eyes.
“Okay. Wow,” she said with raised eyebrows.
Thank god, the white tablecloth covered my lap. It did an excellent job of hiding my growing erection.
“Jayma?”
“Yes?”
“Have you ever been sh
ared?” I asked her.
“Um, no, no I have not.”
Shit, she looked scared.
But that was okay, because I was ready to teach her there was nothing to be scared of.
Chapter 17
JAYMA
Good lord. Shared?
Dig sat across the table from me with his gorgeous black hair, dark eyes, and perfectly chiseled jaw, and he not only wanted me, but it was okay with him that his friend Carter did, too.
What. The. Fuck.
First, I wasn’t sure I got the whole sharing thing. Nobody did that. Did they?