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The look there, it was deep, resounding through me, and if I was someone who believed a climax could make you fall in love, well, that might’ve been close to what I was feeling.

My heart drummed in my chest. Hard.

Cassian crawled over to us, wiggling so he was on the other side. “I want in on this. Make roomies for me too.” He was grinning, stupidly, as he tucked himself between us and the couch, his arm shoving through my front and Lee’s chest, hugging me.

Lee snorted, shoving at Cassian’s shoulder. “Roomies?”

“Room for me too.” Cassian burrowed his nose into my neck, behind my ear and blew on some of my hair. “Guys.” His tone suddenly became serious. “What we just did…was epically awesome.”

I burst out in laughter.

Lee grinned, meeting my gaze and glancing at Cassian. “That was pretty hot.”

Cassian burst out, sitting up again. “Are you serious? Pretty hot? That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He bounced back down, inserting himself on his back, but still in the same position on the couch. “Just saying. If you guys want to do that again, I am down.” He tapped my hip, grinning a little wildly at both of us before closing his eyes and…

A soft snore came from him.

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Atrip was made later to the kitchen where it was obvious how comfortable Cassian was in Lee’s kitchen. He went to the pantry, rifling through it. Lee, a hand in his hair, as he yawned and idly scratched at his chest opened the fridge door. He hadn’t put on his shirt and I wasn’t complaining. I’d felt Cassian’s chest and knew he was just as ripped, but yeah. Lee was all muscles. He was cut.

I might be drooling.

“What are you in the mood for? Are you hungry?” Lee asked me.

Cassian yelled from the pantry, “Where’s the cookies?” He appeared in the doorway, his hand in his hair as well.

Lee glanced at him, frowning. “What cookies?”

“The sugary ones. The animal ones. You know, with the pink icing.”

Lee followed him into the pantry and both were rifling around, moving bags.

Lee was saying, “Dude, I have no idea what you’re talking about. What cookies?”

Cassian’s voice rose, frustrated. “There were pink frosted animal cookies in here. A whole freaking bag.”

“When?”

“Last week!”

“I’ve had people over almost every fucking day, Cass. Fuck’s sake. You act like it’s just me here.”

“Normally it is. Your folks are always gone.”

Lee’s voice dropped low, but I could hear the grumbling from him. He came back to the kitchen, giving me an apologetic look as he turned on the oven. “You want pizza? I’m in the mood for pizza.”

I perked up. “I’ll have a piece. Or three.”

Cassian meandered out of the pantry, a bag of chips tucked under his arm with a bag of not-pink-icing-animal-cookies open in his other hand as he dug in and popped one in his mouth. He spoke around it, “Most chicks don’t eat. I like that you eat.” He gave me an appreciative onceover.

Some heart flutters burst in my chest.

Lee’s eyes narrowed, but I couldn’t detect any jealousy and negativity. More, like, curiosity? I couldn’t tell.

Lee caught me staring and raised an eyebrow. He shut the fridge door. “What are you thinking?”

I started to shake my head, my immediate response was to shut down, be quiet because people tended not to leave me when I did that, but this was different. I’d made out with both of them, at the same time.