My Wife And The Man Next Door (9)
“I’d f**k her if you let me. No hesitation.”
Sean’s words slammed into Theo’s chest like a punch. He blinked, the weight of the statement hanging in the air between them.
Theo’s voice was strained, but steady. “Just to be clear... you’re saying you want to sleep with Talia?”
Sean gave a small shrug, casual, as if they were discussing the weather. “If the opportunity ever came up? Absolutely. I’d be an i***t to pretend I wasn’t tempted. She's stunning, Theo. And to be honest, you two have been teasing the hell out of me. I figured it was time to stop pretending I hadn’t noticed.”
Theo stared, blood pumping hard beneath his skin. His hands were cold, but his groin pulsed with something hot and uncontrollable. “And you think I’d just... let that happen?”
