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wait. She thinks the Alpha might talk to the Supreme.”
    “Really? Wow that’d be awesome,” said Wynn.
    “What would be even better is if you would come home with us again tonight, Quintana. Will you please?” asked Keelan.
    Please say yes.
     
    * * * *
     
    The day had been far more stressful than Wynn liked. First he’d been hopeful of getting a lot of new information and new leads for the project. Then he’d thought perhaps the evening would end with him and Keelan in bed with Quintana. Both of those things would be perfect conclusions to his day. Instead he’d found the pack not doing well—which hurt him because he knew it would pain Quintana. But that they weren’t prepared to solve their problems was even worse. Some packs had the misfortune of choosing an unsuitable Alpha. However that problem usually resolved itself as a more suitable person rose and took over the leadership. But a pack struggling to survive was sheer pain. They needed hope and a future but the only way to achieve that was by moving away from their traditions and they had to actively make a decision to forge a new path. Well, perhaps the Alpha was going to do that. Wynn certainly hoped so. And maybe he would soon be in bed again with Quintana. That would be even better.
    Wynn kept his gaze on Quintana while they were waiting for her answer. She was looking down at the table, idly turning her fork over and over in her hand. He wondered if she even realized she was doing it as she thought.
    “Thank you. I’d like that,” she said.
    Wynn relaxed. He wanted to jump up and yell with joy but instead he simply said, “No, thank you .”
    They went back to the car, and Keelan slid into the backseat, leaving him to open Quintana’s door so she could sit up front with him. He was grateful that Keelan was so scrupulously fair about sharing Quintana with him. Keelan didn’t treat him as the annoying younger cousin, but as an equal partner, and that meant a lot to Wynn. He respected Keelan even more for his evenhanded approach and genuine care for both himself and Quintana.
    This time it was Keelan who carried Quintana into the bedroom, so Wynn hurried ahead to pull down the blankets and switch on the small light, draping the red silk scarf over it again. He also rummaged in the nightstand and brought out lube and condoms. Tonight might be too soon, but one day he hoped she’d let them fuck her together. If they were to truly be a family—and he sure as fuck hoped she’d agree to that plan—he and Keelan needed to both be inside her together. But it was very soon in their relationship really. They’d interviewed her and taken her to Sam’s. That was their first date. They’d been to the movies. That was their second date. He was hoping today counted as their third date.
    When Keelan set her on the bed Wynn kneeled at her feet and raised an eyebrow at Keelan. Wynn was certain Keelan knew what he wanted to say, but it appeared he was going to let Wynn ask.
    Okay, I can do that.
    “Quintana, you understand that we both want you.”
    She nodded but didn’t say anything. Apparently he needed to keep talking.
    “For us to truly share you, that means we both need to fuck you. Together.”
    “I can count.”
    Her answer surprised him. It wasn’t at all what he’d expected.
    “So was that a yes?”
    “It was, as long as you both understand I’ve never done this before so am not exactly experienced.”
    Wynn sat beside her on the bed and hugged her. “I think we’ll manage to work out how to do it.”
    “It starts with us all getting undressed, and maybe a shower would be good since it’s been a long day,” said Keelan.
    Wynn slipped her shoes off, and then unbuttoned her shirt. He kicked his own footwear off and then hurried into the bathroom to turn on the water, while Keelan undressed Quintana some more. While he was there he stripped off the rest of his clothing. By the time he returned to the bedroom, Quintana was wearing only her