AVERY
This shouldn’t feel normal. This shouldn't feel comfortable.
But it did.
Their scents wrapped around me—spice, pine, and the faint burn of firewood and something just... them. I wasn’t sure when I’d grown so used to this comfort, this warmth between three bodies tangled on one bed. But I didn’t fight it.
"You're too quiet," Thier murmured, brushing my wrist with his thumb.
"I'm thinking," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. My heart was doing strange things. Strange, fluttery things.
"Thinking about how lucky you are?" Shade’s voice rumbled near my ear, low and amused. “Two hot men at your side. And Blaze on the couch, grumbling like a whiny i***t?”
“I can hear you, asshole,” Blaze called from across the room, his tone mock-offended. “I feel like a discarded sock.”
“Yo
