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    Chloe blinked, for once at a loss for words. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, as she seemed to struggle to say something. “Uh, do you know what it means to be with two men, sweetie?”
    Kaiya arched her eyebrows. “I’m not a virgin, although I think you think I am.”
    Chloe opened her mouth to say something but at that moment, all the men angled closer, effectively shutting down whatever she’d been about to say. Romeo and Dax couldn’t read sign, but Boone was catching up fast. Chloe’s men swarmed around her, leaving Kaiya to face Gabby and Boone.
    “We need to talk,” Gabby signed.
    Kaiya gestured to the open house. “Want to talk in there?”
    Boone nodded and turned to say something to the other group. Kaiya couldn’t see what was said, but Gabby took her hand and led her inside. Boone joined them and flipped on the light as he closed the door. Kaiya stepped dead in her tracks. The place was worse than she’d thought. Everything from taxidermy to collectable dolls had to be on display throughout the house. It was a hoarder’s wet dream. Anything that could hold an object had something collecting dust, and she sneezed. Jesus, she didn’t have allergies but knew a giant bowling ball of allergens rushed toward her ready to say hello.
    “Holy shit,” Boone said. He pulled up the window blinds then opened the glass. Even though that helped stir the dust particles, it also managed to clear the air a little.
    “This place is a mess,” Gabby signed.
    “I would use a more descriptive adjective,” she replied. “Chaos. Mayhem. Or a fucking disaster. Take your pick.”
    Gabby grinned.
    The rest of the house wasn’t any better as the same decorating scheme continued through the whole place. She bit her lip as the dead, stuffed animals stared accusingly at her through glass eyes. The three of them ended up in the master bedroom and saw that someone had at least covered all the furniture with clear plastic.
    Boone touched her shoulder, and she looked up at him.
    “It’s not so bad,” he said.
    She arched an eyebrow at him in disbelief. He shrugged and began pulling the tarps onto the floor, exposing the rich wood of the furnishings. The large bed didn’t have sheets but the thick mattress looked new.
    “If I move here, I won’t see you both all that much,” she signed.
    Gabby took her hand and they sat on the bed.
    “Boone and I have talked,” he said. “We would come every night and visit with you. If you’d want us to.”
    She had expected them to move in with her, but as she searched Gabby’s eyes, a darkness moved through those honey-colored orbs. He’d shut her out, and it hurt.
    “Why have you not come to me?” she signed, looking back and forth between Gabby and Boone. “Was I only a one-night stand?”
    “No,” Gabby said. “Privacy.”
    She read the words and cocked her head, wanting them to explain. Boone tapped her shoulder and she looked at him.
    “What we don’t want, Kaiya, is an audience,” Boone replied. “We want you to scream your head off without being self-conscious. So I suggested this house to Chloe for you to use.”
    “For us to use,” Gabby stressed, gesturing between them.
    It touched her heart that they thought of her discomposure. She remembered how to talk, remembered how to form words, but not being able to hear the words made her uncomfortable. They rumbled from her chest, discordant vibrations that had no other sound except to spill forth as unheard memories. Chloe had told her once, back when they were teenagers, that she sounded like a screeching baboon underwater and ever since then, she’d remained silent around people she didn’t know all that well. Her vocalization of the pleasure they’d given her had surprised her.
    As she looked in their eyes, the predatory glint was back. Tingles ran up and down her arms. Her nipples pebbled and her pussy flooded, all from the sudden hunger than surged through her body. She hadn’t worn the