Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“What do you mean?”
“Her camaraderie with you seems to be completely natural. She was faking nothing. Not the warm look in her eyes and certainly not the way she smiled at you. I also noticed how much she touched both you and Nolan. And all three of you were comfortable with it. The only thing I found odd was how, when she touched one of you, the other showed no signs of jealousy. That made me believe you were all just close friends.”
“How are you so smart?”
“Your blood fills my veins. And Mom’s, too, of course. She’s pretty freaking smart.”
“That it does. And yes she is.”
“Dad, you were also a great cop and taught me to be observant.”
“That I did.” Jesus, he was proud of her earlier, now that pride was shining like a light beam shooting straight out of his chest.
“Are you about to tell me that you’re more than friends?”
“That I am.”
She blinked, then worried on her bottom lip. “Like friends with benefits or something more?”
“Right now, I’d say friends with benefits fits the bill, but she’s not seeing anyone else.”
“Except Nolan. Why else would he go over to her house and still be out at”—she unlocked her phone and glanced at the time—“midnight?”
“Movies and ice cream?” he teased.
She pressed her lips together and rolled her eyes. “Dad, please. You just called me smart. What you’re saying is Hope is sharing those friendly benefits with both you and Nolan?”
“Well,”—he scraped a hand down his bearded cheek—“yes.” He couldn’t believe he was having this conversation with his daughter.
“And neither of you are jealous of the other? Neither of you mind this arrangement?”
Shit. Now came the sticky part. “Honey…”
Her mouth gaped. “Wait.”
He waited.
He could see her working through the math problem. Only, this had nothing to do with math.
Or did it?
“Are all three of you...uh…”—she circled a finger in the air—“doing things together together? Like, at the same time?”
“Yes.”
“Isn’t that illegal?”
A chuckle burst from him before he could stop it. “You’re thinking of polygamy, not polyamory. Polygamy, which has to do with being married to more than one person, is illegal. Polyamory, which has to do with relationships, isn’t.”
“That means you three will never be able to get married to each other.” Her mouth took a downward turn. “That’s sad. Consenting adults should be able to legally marry whoever they want, whoever they’re in love with.”
“I agree. But again, this is all new. For me and Nolan. For me and Hope. And for Nolan and Hope. Right now, we’re simply enjoying each other’s company.”
She air quoted, “Enjoying,” as she repeated it and gave him a “Sure, Jan” look.
“You’re smart enough to figure it out and I’m certainly not going into details.”
“Thankfully. Because eww, I don’t want to think of my father having sex with anyone. That’s the stuff of nightmares.”
“I’d rather you not think of it, either. Believe me. And I’m the same way about you. Good thing you’ll remain a virgin until I’m dead and buried.”
His daughter’s tinkling laugh filled the room. When she was done, she gave him a pitiful look. “Oh, Dad.”
He raised a palm. “All I need to know is you’re being safe and smart. Anything else I don’t want to know.”
“Good. Because I wasn’t going to share.” She sobered. “If this is what you want, then I’m happy for you.”
“After hiding my bisexuality for the majority of my life, I can honestly say I’m happy now that I can be myself.”
“Well, since I love Nolan and Hope seems to be just as awesome, I hope everything works out between you three.”
So did Cam.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Give me a show.”
Nolan’s cock twitched at that husky command.
Cam cocked an eyebrow at Hope. “Are you sure you don’t want to join us?”
“We don’t want to leave you out,” Nolan added. Of course, she would never be left out. Her not directly participating didn’t mean she wouldn’t be involved. She just wanted to be calling the shots.
“You won’t be. I’ll be right here watching.” She pointed to the throne on a raised platform. With a smile, she sat, adjusted her short, tight skirt, leaned back, and crossed her sculpted legs. “And tonight, you two will address me as Queen instead of Mistress.” She rolled her lips under as she rolled her hand in the air like she was royalty.
They were in Room Seven, and apparently, he and Cam would be her “subjects.”
Really, her being the “queen” was just a different twist from when she stepped into her dominant role.
“Will you be participating in your own way, Queen?” Cam asked with a grin.
“It depends on you two. Your mission is to make me so horny that I can’t resist touching myself.”
“And if we don’t, Your Highness?”
Cam was pushing his luck by calling her that, but Nolan was all for it. While their role playing was hot, it still needed to be fun.