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Twisting and turning, I begin to squirm more aggressively when I can’t escape the heat.

I’m naked.

My memory flashes back to last night. To Reuben.

To his piercings that I desperately wanted to play with.

To the one that was my undoing.

My body is sore. Battered. Tired.

But I’m alive. I’m safe.

“You waking up, Little Chef?” A rough finger trails down my navel.

It elicits a hushed groan from my lips, but my eyes remain sealed shut.

Perhaps if I keep them closed, this dream will play out.

The warmth behind me shifts. “Cinnamon.” Kale’s voice is husky, raw with emotion.

My eyes flash open, and I come face to face with the sage green of Orzo’s hypnotic eyes. He’s on his side, his head propped up on one hand, his other freely exploring my naked form.

My eyes flash down. There isn’t a blanket covering him.

Or clothes for that matter.

“Orzo, why are you naked?” I ask accusatorily.

His lips quirk in amusement.

The warmth behind me shifts again, and Kale laughs in my ear. “I told you, you should wait until she’s awake.”

“It’s a waste of time,” Orzo volleys back to Kale before returning the intensity of his gaze to my form. His hand flattens on my belly. “I can’t wait until this is swollen with my baby.”

A tingling of a thousand icy hot emotions cycle through me.

But before I can dwell on any of them too long, Kale reaches over me and punches Orzo. “You have to stop with that shit,” he grouches before flipping me over.

The sudden twist pulls me out of Orzo’s touch.

My sensitive nipples scratch against Kale’s shirt as he continues tugging me until I am straddling him. My knees dig into the mattress, my hands landing on his shoulders.

“This is better,” Kale comments, light-heartedly.

His glasses are nowhere in sight, and I become aware it’s the first time I have seen him without them.

He looks much younger.

One of my hands moves on its own, my fingers tracing the outline of where they were.

He groans under my touch.

“See, I bet you wish you were naked now.” Orzo shifts on the bed. “So Cinnamon, is it time to share you? Show you what it will be like with more than one boyfriend?” His hand lands on my ass.

Kale’s cock jerks beneath me in his sweatpants, his eyes swirl in interest.

Desire is a truck traveling full speed to every nerve ending in my body.