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and you didn’t fuck anything up.” Sam turned onto the gravel drive and parked. “We’d talked about it before. She tiptoed around you because she knew you and I had a history. I never told her everything, but as she said, she figured it out.”
    A dull ache built behind Quint’s eyes. Em’s smarts outwitted the both of them. “I’m scared, Sam. I don’t know what to do or think. For all I knew, you could’ve been dead. I love Emma, but I love you more and now I’m scared shitless you’re going to get us to this damned farmhouse and leave my ass.” He fought back tears. No matter how much air he dragged into his lungs, he couldn’t breathe. “I love you.”
    Sam turned off the truck and leaned against the interior of the truck door without saying a word. He drew circles on Emma’s thigh with his fingers. The longer Sam remained quiet, the more Quint’s heart sank. He’d said the words—admitted he loved Sam. Nothing.
    Sam stared Quint straight in the eye. “The truth of the matter is I didn’t want to lose either of you. I’d have protected you and Emma with my life, but when Gladys Johnson’s family asked me to help the investigation, I jumped. Maybe I was wrong, but putting you and Em together helped me to see how much I cared for the both of you. Knowing you were keeping her safe helped me do my job. Crazy but true.”
    “I don’t understand you, sometimes, but I trust you.” Quint smoothed a lock of her hair between his fingers. “I love you, Sam. Always have. The more time I spend with Em, the more I love her, too. That’s what’s crazy. I’ve always been so jealous of what you two had, but I’m not anymore.” His heart slammed against his ribs. The weight on his shoulders lessened with his admission. There was a chance for a future—if she went along with the permanent threesome.
    “I love Emma. She’s my wife and my soul—you know that. But as much as I care for her, I love you, too. You’re more than my best friend. You’re the other third that makes me whole. Think about it. You and I weren’t really happy unless we were fucking. Em and I had the sex, yeah, but we also have a strong friendship. Put all of that together and we can have the world.”
    Emma sighed and sat up. Her hair stuck out in tangles about her shoulders and sleep filled her eyes. “We can have whatever we want—in the house. It’s late. I’m still tired and even if sex in the truck is hot, I want to head inside.” She tapped Sam on the arm. “Let’s go or I’ll make you carry me.”
    Sam opened the door and let her out. Quint followed behind the pair and closed the front door so he could stay outside. The quiet comfort of the farmhouse served as the one safe place where they could exist. A shudder ran up his spine. The farmhouse could be the one place where things fell apart. God, why did he keep second-guessing himself?
    The door creaked. “Hey.” Emma wrapped her arms around his bicep. “The bed is inside.”
    “I know.”
    “I told you, it’s no secret, you two being together.” Emma smoothed her hair from her eyes. “I knew what was going on the whole time. After I walked in on you two, I listened. When you thought I wasn’t paying attention, you masturbated and called out his name. I’ve always known the bond between you wasn’t just friendship and I never saw you as competition.”
    “You didn’t?”
    “Nope.” She shrugged. “You have no reason to worry about Sam. He’s loyal and once he gives his heart, it’s forever. Besides, if I can’t trust either of you, who can I trust?”
    Her logic made sense but, damn it, Quint couldn’t buy into it one hundred percent. “What do you want, sweets? What are you trying to tell us?”
    “Come inside.” She tugged his arm and led him into the farmhouse. Sam’s grin faded, but he didn’t say anything.
    “You asked me what I want—to see you and Sam kiss.” She waggled her finger at them. “I want to see it again.”
    “Yeah?”