Page 71 of The Freeuse Proposal
“So what do we tell people?” I manage, wiping my face with the back of my hand. “I have a relationship with bonus content?”
Leo chuckles. “You tell them whatever you want.”
“Bonus content,” Dane says dryly.
“You’re the DLC, Dane. The premium expansion pack.”
Leo barks a laugh. Dane makes a sound that might be a laugh or might be resignation. I grin into Leo’s chest.
We open a second bottle, and Leo puts on music and hums along while he refills our glasses. Dane tells the story of how they met in college, and I find out Leo was apparently even more reckless at twenty-two than he is now.
Which is saying something.
“He got into a fight,” Dane says. “First week of classes. A guy was harassing a girl outside the library, and Leo walked up and decked him.”
“He had it coming,” Leo says.
“You broke two knuckles.”
“Aye, and he broke his nose. I came out ahead.”
I snort. Of course he did.
“And then you became friends?” I ask.
“He sat next to me in the emergency room and offered me half his sandwich,” Dane says. “Then he told me my posture was terrible and I looked like I hadn’t slept in a week.”
“Both true,” Leo says.
“Both true,” Dane agrees. “Haven’t been able to get rid of him since.”
Leo reaches across me to shove Dane’s shoulder. Dane’s mouth twitches.
I fit here. Between them. With them.
Holy shit, I actually fit somewhere.
At 11:30, Leo pulls me into his lap on the couch. Dane’s in the armchair with his legs stretched out, watching us.
“I’ve been thinking,” I say, tracing the collar of Leo’s shirt.
“That’s dangerous,” Leo murmurs against my hair.
I pinch his arm. He catches my hand, presses a kiss to my fingers, and tucks them against his chest.
“When I said all of it earlier?” My face is already getting hot. “I meant all of it.”
“Explain,” Leo says.
“Yeah.” Okay, my face is on fire now. “When you say things during sex. About filling me up.” I force the words out. “About it sticking. I want it for real.”
It’s barely a whisper, but I said it.
Neither of them says anything. Oh god. Did I just ruin this?
I look up at Leo. His hazel eyes have gone dark, but it’s not the predatory intensity I’m used to. It’s softer, like I’ve handed him something he didn’t dare ask for.
“You want that?” he asks.
