Page 41 of Donovan's Men

“Well, I know Tyson’s an excellent kisser. I think Hamish should find that out for himself.”See?I hadn’t lost it—I could still direct things.

Hamish blinked. “I’m certain Tyson’s very good at kissing. I’m vaguely concerned you’ve kissed him, because Tyson, like me, has professional ethical concerns.”

Tyson winced.

“I’m not going to say anything,” Hamish continued on in a rush. “But you seem like someone who takes these things seriously—”

“I do.”

“Well, so do I.” He looked back at me. “Just because you want me to kiss Tyson doesn’t mean it’s going to happen. Look, we both want you to get better—”

“Great…I’ll feel better if you’d kiss.”

Tyson arched an eyebrow. Slowly—ever so slowly—he rose. He put his bottle of soda on the coffee table and approached me.

I had no idea what he planned. Part of me was intrigued. Part of me was terrified.What if this is the kiss off? The forever goodbye?

When he stood before me, our gazes locked.

He stroked his hand along my cheek. “Were you always such a daredevil? I get that you’re putting yourself on the line, but there’s not really a danger for you, is there? Hamish and I could lose everything.”

“I won’t say any—”

“It’s not that.” He leaned in so he could nuzzle my neck. “We’d know. And we’re the type of guys who’d feel obliged to do the right thing.”

Hamish cleared his throat, even as Tyson nipped my Adam’s apple.

“I’m not sure you need me,” Hamish whispered.

Tyson jerked at Hamish’s words. He turned slowly. “Uh, Doc, I would disagree. I know it might seem like we’ve started without you—and maybe we have, to a certain extent—but make no mistake. I want you. Donovan wants you. And not just in the physical sense, although, frankly, yum.”

“This is, frankly, nuts. You barely know me. How can you possibly know that you need me to make this”—he gestured between the three of us—“work?”

I started to move toward him, but Tyson was there first.

He dropped to his haunches and eased Hamish’s thighs apart so he could settle between them. He gazed up. “You think I’m not attracted to you? I’ve never had atype. Donovan’s sexy in all kinds of ways…but you? You call to my spirit. You make me want to open up about the shit in my life. You make me want to crawl into bed with you, cuddle under the covers, and never come out.” He grasped Hamish’s hand. “I know it’s too soon. I get it. But there’s something here, and I feel like we have to explore it.”

Hamish quirked an eyebrow.

“Oh.” Tyson laughed. “Trust me, we’d do a hell of a lot more than just cuddling.” He ran his hands up and down Hamish’s thighs. Just about reaching the man’s crotch, then pulling back at the last possible moment. “I want to slide into you and stay there forever. Or you can fuck me—”

“Fuck?” That might’ve come out as a squeak.

“Make love,” I was quick to assure. Because Hamish seemed likethatkind of guy. A guy who didn’t just go to bed with anyone. A guy who didn’t do one-night stands. Which made mewonder… “Are you ace? Or demi?”Way to blurt it out and put him on the spot…

His lovely green eyes blinked several times. “Uh…is there a right way to answer that? I, uh, haven’t had many partners…”

I wanted to ask exactly how many, but that seemed rude. Had anyone ever taken him to the heights of passion? Could I? Would he let Tyson?

And—most importantly—what if he didn’t feel the same way?

Hamish placed his tea on the side table, then turned his attention back to Tyson. “I don’t know how to do this. I mean, aside from the professional ramifications…” He hiccupped a laugh. “This is beyond my comfort zone.”

Tyson pushed up so his face hovered near Hamish’s. “Just a kiss. I mean, not if you’re not comfortable with this, but—”

In the blink of an eye, Hamish leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Tyson’s.

Part of me wished I had the first taste…but most of me was just glad they got along so well. I couldn’t explain why I was so determined to have both men—but I was. I needed them. Finally, I understood what Cole’d talked about. How until he had both CaressaandMichael, he hadn’t felt complete. How he couldn’t envision having one and not the other.