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ahead. Caffeinate your brains. I know I can't think
until that first one hits the neurons."
There
was silence for a minute or two, punctuated only by sips and sighs as the first
blissful waves of caffeine began to work their magic.
"Okay."
Tyler leaned back. "Let me say this right off the bat. You, my dear, are
one incredible woman."
"Double
for me." Logan nodded. "Last night was beyond belief. Record-book
magnificent."
Susannah
thought carefully, choosing her words. "Me too. No arguments there, guys.
Both of you cared for me and showed me things, made me feel…well, it was the
most amazing sex I've ever had."
They
grinned, not quite smugly, but close enough.
Susannah
bit back her own wry smile. Tell a guy he's
hell on wheels in bed and he'll be your slave forever. Sophie's words came
back to her. That girl was right on the money.
"So
the problem is…" Logan encouraged her, making gimme gestures with one
hand.
"I
don't know what to do now."
"Uh."
Tyler blinked. "Come back to bed?"
"She
doesn't mean now now, asshole. She
means in the weeks ahead." Logan snorted disdainfully at Tyler, then
glanced back at Susannah. "Right?"
She
nodded. "Yes. Kinda. I'm not good at this kind of talk. I don't know what
to say or what to ask." She took a breath. "I'm really confused by
this. Physically it was great but I'm afraid it may mess me up a bit mentally."
"I
can sort of understand that," said Logan. "We're used to it. We enjoy
it. But when it's your first time…"
Susannah
stared at them, trying to step away from the sex and see them as men. Logan
leaned forward, cupping his coffee in both hands, his gaze steady on hers.
Tyler lazed, legs out and crossed at the ankles, one hand playing with the mug
on the table, the other scratching his bare chest.
They'd
both pulled on jeans but left everything else bare.
They
were wonderful, edible delights who had turned her sexual world upside down.
And at that moment Susannah knew what she had to do.
"I
have to go, guys."
"What?"
Logan sat up.
"Seriously?"
Tyler straightened.
"Yes.
I have to go. I can't deal with two of you. You both deserve a hundred percent
of whatever woman you choose. I can't do that. There's not enough of me to go
around, and too much of you. Does that make sense?"
"No."
Logan shook his head. "No, it doesn't make sense. We're not asking for
percentages, Susannah. Just you."
"I
know that, Logan. Last night was an awesomely wonderful experience and I'll
carry the memory of it with me forever. Don't ever think otherwise." She
twisted her hands together in front of her in an awkward and unusual display of
nerves.
"However,
I've learned that in challenging situations, I need to trust my gut. And my gut
is telling me that sooner or later, any kind of threesome we set up is going to
shatter. To fall apart. Someone will want more, someone's feelings will be hurt
and the whole thing will become an unmitigated clusterfuck."
"No,
I wouldn't…we wouldn't…" Tyler stuttered, his brows creasing into a frown.
Susannah
stopped him, holding out her hand like a traffic cop. "Don't, Tyler. Just
think for a minute. You two have been sharing for years now. How long has your
longest relationship been? Under these circumstances? How long have you
actually shared the same woman?"
As
silence fell, more pieces clicked into place in Susannah's head. These two men
were giving women pleasure, yes. But they were also managing to hide from
anything approaching real commitment.
They
were still playing at sex. It was still a game to them, every bit as much of a
game as it had been when they began it all those years ago.
Finally
Logan looked up. "Maybe three or four months?"
She
spread her hands. "I rest my case, guys."
"But…"
He
moved, as if to stand, but again Susannah held up her hand and obediently he
sank down. "No buts." She picked up her purse. "I will say one
thing to you both. Thank you. Thank you for a night I'll never forget."
Turning
to leave, she heard Logan's
until that first one hits the neurons."
There
was silence for a minute or two, punctuated only by sips and sighs as the first
blissful waves of caffeine began to work their magic.
"Okay."
Tyler leaned back. "Let me say this right off the bat. You, my dear, are
one incredible woman."
"Double
for me." Logan nodded. "Last night was beyond belief. Record-book
magnificent."
Susannah
thought carefully, choosing her words. "Me too. No arguments there, guys.
Both of you cared for me and showed me things, made me feel…well, it was the
most amazing sex I've ever had."
They
grinned, not quite smugly, but close enough.
Susannah
bit back her own wry smile. Tell a guy he's
hell on wheels in bed and he'll be your slave forever. Sophie's words came
back to her. That girl was right on the money.
"So
the problem is…" Logan encouraged her, making gimme gestures with one
hand.
"I
don't know what to do now."
"Uh."
Tyler blinked. "Come back to bed?"
"She
doesn't mean now now, asshole. She
means in the weeks ahead." Logan snorted disdainfully at Tyler, then
glanced back at Susannah. "Right?"
She
nodded. "Yes. Kinda. I'm not good at this kind of talk. I don't know what
to say or what to ask." She took a breath. "I'm really confused by
this. Physically it was great but I'm afraid it may mess me up a bit mentally."
"I
can sort of understand that," said Logan. "We're used to it. We enjoy
it. But when it's your first time…"
Susannah
stared at them, trying to step away from the sex and see them as men. Logan
leaned forward, cupping his coffee in both hands, his gaze steady on hers.
Tyler lazed, legs out and crossed at the ankles, one hand playing with the mug
on the table, the other scratching his bare chest.
They'd
both pulled on jeans but left everything else bare.
They
were wonderful, edible delights who had turned her sexual world upside down.
And at that moment Susannah knew what she had to do.
"I
have to go, guys."
"What?"
Logan sat up.
"Seriously?"
Tyler straightened.
"Yes.
I have to go. I can't deal with two of you. You both deserve a hundred percent
of whatever woman you choose. I can't do that. There's not enough of me to go
around, and too much of you. Does that make sense?"
"No."
Logan shook his head. "No, it doesn't make sense. We're not asking for
percentages, Susannah. Just you."
"I
know that, Logan. Last night was an awesomely wonderful experience and I'll
carry the memory of it with me forever. Don't ever think otherwise." She
twisted her hands together in front of her in an awkward and unusual display of
nerves.
"However,
I've learned that in challenging situations, I need to trust my gut. And my gut
is telling me that sooner or later, any kind of threesome we set up is going to
shatter. To fall apart. Someone will want more, someone's feelings will be hurt
and the whole thing will become an unmitigated clusterfuck."
"No,
I wouldn't…we wouldn't…" Tyler stuttered, his brows creasing into a frown.
Susannah
stopped him, holding out her hand like a traffic cop. "Don't, Tyler. Just
think for a minute. You two have been sharing for years now. How long has your
longest relationship been? Under these circumstances? How long have you
actually shared the same woman?"
As
silence fell, more pieces clicked into place in Susannah's head. These two men
were giving women pleasure, yes. But they were also managing to hide from
anything approaching real commitment.
They
were still playing at sex. It was still a game to them, every bit as much of a
game as it had been when they began it all those years ago.
Finally
Logan looked up. "Maybe three or four months?"
She
spread her hands. "I rest my case, guys."
"But…"
He
moved, as if to stand, but again Susannah held up her hand and obediently he
sank down. "No buts." She picked up her purse. "I will say one
thing to you both. Thank you. Thank you for a night I'll never forget."
Turning
to leave, she heard Logan's
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