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naughty things to me?” Actually, I liked the sound of that.
    He ducked in and brushed my earlobe with his lips. “Only if you beg.” His voice was low and husky.
    My laughter died in my throat when I met Trevor’s narrow-eyed gaze. His scowl vanished in an instant, expression going blank. Had I done something wrong? I was taking things too far, and he was tired of me. Nothing else made sense. Not anything else I was willing to believe. It definitely wasn’t jealousy. Evan was friendly, but I had no illusions this meant more to either of them than a bit of fun and distraction.
    Evan sank back into his seat, breaking all contact with me. “The truth this time. This is a first for you.”
    At least now I understood what he was talking about. I could deny it again, but they already suspected otherwise. That, and temporary relationship or not, I didn’t want to keep building secrets on lies. “Being picked up by two gorgeous guys? Taken back to their room. Ravaged? This is a first.”
    “You don’t seem to have a problem with it,” Trevor said.
    “Should I?” Besides the complete unlikeliness of it happening, the entire thing had been amazing. It still was.
    Evan studied me. “Some people do.”
    “Not the people who say yes, I hope.” I winced as the words slipped out. I didn’t want the reminder this wasn’t special.
    Trevor drummed his fingers on the table. “Actually… Those people. Yes. I mean, it’s all consensual and they enjoy it as far as I can tell, until it comes time to admit to anyone else what they’ve done.”
    “That sucks.” I couldn’t think of a better way to phrase it. “Why go participate if you’re not cool with it?”
    Trevor turned away, fiddling with his straw.
    Evan clenched his jaw and paused for a moment before responding. “Fantasy fulfillment. Right? No one actually has three person relationships.”
    “Sure they do.”
    Two heads snapped in my direction, eyes wide. “Not in real life,” Trevor said.
    “Yes, in real life.” For a couple of guys who shared women for fun, they were a little closed-minded. “My brother has a boyfriend and a girlfriend.”
    Trevor shook his head and gave a snort. “And they know about each other?”
    “They all live together. Happily.” Jackson didn’t mind discussing his relationship, but I didn’t like the questions with underlying hints of judgement. Especially given how Evan and Trevor spent their morning. As in, fucking me.
    “Really?” Evan’s tone held no disbelief. His expression was open, and his tone curious.
    Trevor frowned. “That’s three people out of millions. I’m not saying I have a problem with it, but their experience doesn’t make it status quo, or even likely anywhere else.”
    “Anyway.” Evan’s voice was clipped—a sharp contrast to seconds ago. “What’s next?”
    Trevor shrugged. “Whatever.”
    A chill from the air conditioner sped down my spine. Or I was pretty sure that’s what caused me to shiver. “Viewing room?” I tried to keep my tone light, wanting to go back to the fun we’d been having before the conversation turned serious.
    They exchanged a look I couldn’t interpret, with Trevor’s lips drawn into a thin line, and creases marring Evan’s forehead.
    A buzz broke the bizarre staring match, and Trevor grabbed his phone from his pocket. “Fuck.” He scowled at the device.
    “Work?” Evan asked.
    And like that, the tension vanished. Or maybe it had never been there, and I was paranoid.
    Trevor nodded, scrolling through something on screen. “Servers crashed. Night guy can’t get them back online. May have to drive to the data center.”
    The words had meaning to me, but only barely. Their biggest significance was the reminder we all had lives outside this pocket of reality we’d built around ourselves.
    He pushed away from the table and stood, scowl stamped on his face. “This might take a while. I’m sorry.”
    “Hey.” Evan nodded at something behind