Johnny.”
Posy’s features shivered at the mention of her ex, and Alex’s need to shield her took over. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his side. Her fragrant hair tickled his chin, and her curves molded to his body. Ignited all over again, he held her close.
“Don’t talk about that ass-wipe.” Alex sent Loren a warning look.
“Why not? She and I have been talking about him for weeks. She knows my stance on the subject—he’s a douche-bag who didn’t deserve her, and she’s damn lucky he’s out of the picture. Because I want to be in it.” Loren removed the bouquets from her hands and set them and the candy aside on the messy desk. Then he took her hands, raised them and kissed each.
She shivered as he lingered over her knuckles.
Alex shoved him in the shoulder, but he only crowded closer to Posy. She was locked between them. When her hip bumped Alex’s thigh dangerously close to his swollen cock, need slashed through him.
“Loren, you’re pressing your luck.”
He cocked a brow at Alex—a familiar expression that dumped another kind of heat into his system. “Let’s see what Posy wants.” Using his knuckles, Loren nudged her chin up to stare into her eyes. “What do you want, baby?”
She tensed, and Alex felt the hardening of her muscles all the way to the marrow of his bones. He longed to turn her into his arms and sink his tongue between her sweet lips.
“You guys are confusing me.”
“Back off, man,” Alex ordered.
“You first.”
“Listen, I’m not sure what’s going on here, but I need some room. I can’t think with so much…muscle around me.”
Loren’s mouth quirked up, and Alex was pleased to hear his nearness affected her as much as she affected him.
They eased away, and she circled her desk. Then she looked down. With a disgusted noise she bent and picked something off the floor. When she slapped a yellow sheet of paper on the desk, she met their stares.
A huge piece of oak furniture stood between them. Alex flicked his gaze over her beautiful face and down to her full breasts, more alluring now that he knew a bit of red lace contained them. Was a matching red thong hiding under her skirt?
“The flowers are beautiful. And the candy is great. But I don’t know if I could accept a dinner date.” She looked between them. “From either of you.”
“If you’re thinking this is some pity date because it’s Valentine’s Day, you’re wrong,” Alex said.
She shook her head.
Loren threw an arm across Alex’s body as if restraining him. “Wait. Don’t you see what’s going on here?”
“I see an asshole trying to shove his way into her life.”
“Shut up and listen, dipshit,” Loren said with irritation. “Don’t you see the way she’s looking at us? Both of us?”
Posy blushed so hard it was painful to look at her. Alex’s heart tugged at the sight. And he wanted to punch Loren’s teeth out for mentioning something Alex didn’t want to see.
He turned to his lover, fists clenched. No, he couldn’t accept that she might have feelings for Loren too. She’d belonged to him first.
Technically, she’s never been mine. But she will be.
Somewhere between buying her flowers and now Alex had set his sights on her. Boss or not, he wanted her.
Loren clamped a hand on Alex’s shoulder. “We already share a bed, Alex. And there’s plenty of room for Posy.”
* * * * *
She gasped at Loren’s revelation, and Alex’s glare was hot enough to singe. But Loren didn’t care. When he’d walked in to find Alex with her, his only thought was having them both. His need for Alex went deep, but Posy had worked her way into Loren’s heart too.
Silence swelled between them. Not even the whir of Posy’s laptop could be heard, because she hadn’t booted it up yet.
Alex’s face was mottled red, a sure indication Loren had entered dangerous territory. Alex he could handle. It was Posy’s reaction that mattered.
Her eyes were bright,
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