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spoke.
    “The first time, how did you know I’d take her in her room instead of mine?”
    “Besides the fact you have no proper bed? It’s like taking a team down on their home turf.”
    “You’re the competitive one.”
    “It’s not about competition. It’s about territory.” Geoff drew on his beer, studying Chris. “You’re not competitive, Chris. But it doesn’t change the fact you feel like she belongs to you, and you have some definite topping qualities. Along with a few nontopping qualities.”
    He didn’t call it
bottoming
, because Geoff already knew it wasn’t that straightforward with Chris. He had an intriguing area that would give way, like a mighty oak for the wind, yet that didn’t stop him from being an oak. He just respected the laws of the wind.
    Geoff wanted to be the wind.
    He’d gone back and forth on it a hundred times this week. He still wasn’t fully decided on how his Dom nature would fit with Chris, about how far he could take it between them, but the wrestling match in the backyard had given him a big clue that Chris had been thinking about it just as hard. Quite a bit, whether he acknowledged it consciously or not. And while Chris might be feeling messed up some about it right now, Chris’s reaction to everything Geoff was doing when he was on top of him had left Geoff feeling as honed as a lethal knife.
    They’d both shied away from it until now, far more than either one of them had in their imaginings about Sam. There were more walls here, more tricky areas. But Sam’s desires had reached the point where she’d made the leap. Maybe it was because feelings and hormones had taken her to a
Fuck it, it’s worth a shot
point, but Geoff knew she was no more willing to risk their friendship on a whim than Chris or he was. Yet perhaps her initiative had been the key to helping them feel their way toward one another.
    “She belongs to us,” Chris corrected him.
    Geoff smiled. Chris’s declaration had circled his own thoughts. He lifted the bottle in a salute. “She belongs to us.”
    They’d both accepted it, though Geoff expected they’d always enjoy some friendly rivalry over it. “And to each one of us. Just as we belong to her, together and separate. Heart and soul, mind and cock.”
    Chris sent him a curious look, then his mouth eased into a smile. “Yeah, there’s that. Does it seem weird to you? I mean, most guys aren’t into sharing a woman.”
    “Does it seem weird to you?”
    Chris shook his head. “I just wonder if it’s supposed to seem weird for us not to be that way about her. Like you say, there’s some competition, but it’s not about that.”
    “Yeah.” Geoff studied him. “We could share her, simple as that. Stay friends who happen to be in love with the same woman, and who happen to have the unique situation of not making it a competition, because she loves us both. That’d probably work out for a while, though we might have to set up a schedule so we don’t wear her out. She didn’t say so, but I think she was hobbling a little bit toward the end of the week. I told her it was your fault.”
    “Uh-huh.” Chris’s chuckle was humorless, though. “She has a lot of fantasies about having the two of us with her . . . at the same time. We could do more of that.”
    “Yeah. And I expect we’ll all enjoy the hell out of it. But there’s more than one way to do that. You want me to repeat what I said in the yard, in case your memory is failing you?”
    Chris’s brown eyes sparked. “Don’t be a dick.”
    Geoff pulled back from that sharp edge, though it took an effort. “I’m just saying. You want me to spell out the obvious?”
    Chris’s gaze shifted back to the TV, an involuntary response to the elephant in the room. Chris had always known and accepted Geoff’s flexible bisexual nature, so it wasn’t that. And if Chris weren’t wired to get a hard-on for a guy, there’d be no elephant now. The problem was, Geoff knew they