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reconnection and reassurance, that much was obvious to me. When Jonathan came, Noah swallowed and hummed, a satisfied smirk on his face once he released his husband.
    Grabbing my arm, Noah pulled the three of us close together, our arms and legs entwining. Despite the way I knew some people in my life might judge me, I couldn’t bring myself to think of what we’d just done as anything less than beautiful and amazing. Our connection went deeper than sex already, and I knew things were going to keep growing by leaps and bounds.
    “Shower,” Jonathan said, but his words sounded halfhearted and as exhausted as I felt.
    “Just a few more minutes,” I implored. “Please.”
    A hum of contentment came from Noah, and I snuggled into both of them even more. The room was quiet and still, my thoughts the exact opposite as they raced. I was full of questions—like was it okay to sleep with just one of them? What if the other was busy and we wanted to go on a date? And of course, they lived together; it wouldn’t be fair to ask them to stop having sex if I wasn’t around.  
    I suddenly felt very much like an outsider again. These two people lived together and were married, and what was I? Not an intruder, per se, but definitely not a part of this safe, cocooned, established relationship.
    Yet.
    Those three letters moved across my thoughts and I smiled. Chastising myself for jumping to conclusions, I realized we’d all need to talk about things and set some ground rules, but for the moment, the possibilities and potential were immense. Life-changing. Beautiful.
    “Ready for that shower?” I asked, turning to kiss Noah.  
    He nodded and I broke our kiss, getting out of bed and wandering to where I now knew the shower was. It was nice to know the layout of their house and that they made me comfortable enough to take the initiative. By the time the water was warm, they both joined me, and we laughed and talked more inside the glass walls.
    “So, if we’re going to do this, how is it going to work?”
    “What do you mean, sweetness?”
    “What if you’re at the bakery and Jay and I want to go out to a movie?” I asked, searching for clarity.
    “Then go to a movie,” Noah said.  
    I raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What if we want to come home and do bad, naughty things?”  
    “Then I’d hope to be off work early or go in late. But if it happens, it happens. I trust you both. I trust you to not leave me out all the way. It’s the same if Jon has a court case and needs to work overtime, and you come over for dinner with me without him here. You’re not only going to come over when he’s around, are you?”
    It was adorable to see Noah look slightly insecure. Couldn’t he tell how attracted to him I was?
    Leaning closer, I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying my best to ignore the water splashing against my face. “Nope,” I said, kissing his lips. “Definitely not.”
    “There’s no way to make it even or fair,” Jay said, his hands sliding on my skin. “We just have to make it work for us.”
    That sounded perfect to me.
    After we were cleaned up, we got out, dried off, and I changed into a T-shirt they loaned me. I knew I had to go home to get ready for the week, but I wanted a few more hours with them.  
    “I have to head home.” I didn’t want to, but I needed to. I needed time to think with the added comfort of my own space and things surrounding me.
    “When will we get to see you again?” Jay asked, wrapping his arms around me.  
    “How about Wednesday?” Noah suggested. “I don’t have to work until late. We could have dinner.”
    I thought about it for a minute. “That should work. I’ll let you know for sure once I double-check my work schedule tomorrow, okay?”
    They nodded and after a long hug and kiss with each of them, I was on my way home.  
    I lay in bed, exhausted emotionally from the weekend and physically after I’d done laundry and cleaned, arranging everything on my