Kylie’s POV
I stay snuggled in Dean’s arms in the golf cart all the way back to the lake house and up the stairs to my room.
Dean kicks the door shut behind him and we stand in the room, dripping water onto the pale wooden floor underneath us.
I am drowning in guilt over what happened in the forest, and I keep my face buried in Dean’s chest.
It’s not my fault that I have two mates.
It’s not my fault that I feel so drawn to both men and want both to touch me and to touch them both back…right?
Ugh…I can’t think about it.
But it’s also all I can think about.
Dean drops my legs so that I slide down his body onto the floor while he keeps his arm around me, making sure that I am steady on my feet.
He pushes back the hair stuck to my cheeks and wraps them around his fingers before lettin
