45
MADELINE
I woke before both of my lovers, the barest hint of sunlight filtering through the blinds.
Colton rested in front of me, his warmth against my chest. He half-sprawled over Hudson who lay on his back, mouth open and breathing heavy with sleep. Their tangled fingers rested over my husband’s heart.
Wetness filled my eyes as my throat swelled tight.
Never in a million years would I have guessed Hudson would open himself up again to a relationship outside the two of us. But there had been something in Colton from the very beginning…a drawing outside physical attraction that had refused to relent.
I wanted to spoil him rotten. Hold his head to my chest and scratch at his scalp until he rested against me. My heart yearned for him to feel accepted. Loved. I hoped his soul would f
