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RHETT
We hadn’t actually discussed the future, hadn’t mapped out what it would look like with Skylar included in our daily lives, but I couldn’t imagine anything different than what I enjoyed playing out in front of me.
I lounged on the living room chair within eyesight of the kitchen while Skylar busied herself cleaning up our dinner mess—without help, she’d insisted after I’d offered.
Ash leaned onto the island, chin propped in his hand as he watched her. He wore his heart on his sleeve, but I imagined I appeared the same.
Skylar hadn’t put a name to the emotion I felt at having Ash home safely with us, but it did match that sense I had after ejaculating with either of them. Complete, utter satisfaction, that everything was right in the world for that moment.
The problem?
I did
