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The second Sable asked if we could stay in bed all day, I decided the clubhouse could burn for all I cared.
Not literally. Probably.
But after the night she&rs
JarekSable rested her head back against Marcus’s shoulder and traced her thumb absently over my knuckles. “Can we just stay in bed all day and explore different things?”Marcus’s grin turned wicked instantly. “Ohhh, you know I’m down. I am the kinky fun one, you know.”I looked at him like he had lost his damn mind. “The fun one?”“Obviously.”Sable pointed at him without an ounce of hesitation.
JarekThe second Sable asked if we could stay in bed all day, I decided the clubhouse could burn for all I cared.Not literally. Probably. But after the night she’d survived, after the truth she’d forced herself to say out loud, after watching her crawl back into herself one stubborn piece at a time and then choose us with both hands, there wasn’t a damn thing downstairs important enough to drag me out of this bed. If my girl wanted the world to stop for one day, then I would hold it still myself.She was curled between Marcus and me with her cheek resting against h
MarcusFor a long time after everything settled, none of us moved.Morning light spilled gradually across the room, turning the edges of the blankets gold while the three of us remained tangled together in the aftermath of something far bigger than sex.Sable lay between us with her eyes closed, one hand resting against my chest and the other still tangled with Jarek’s.The tension that had been living inside her since the rescue hadn’t disappeared completely—I wasn’t naive enough to believe one morning could erase a nightmare—but it had loosened.The constant tightness in her shoulders had eased. Her breathing was deeper. Steadier. That alone felt like a victory.The details she’d shared earlier still echoed through my head. Hearing everything from start to finish had been worse than imagining it. Not because I learned anything that changed how I felt about
JarekShe was straddling me, hands braced on my chest, those fierce eyes locked on mine like she was daring the whole world to try and take this from her. My hands rested on her waist, thumbs stroking slow circles over the soft skin there, and for a second I couldn’t breathe around the sheer force of what I felt for her.She’d told us everything. Every ugly, brutal detail. And instead of breaking, instead of hiding, she’d climbed on top of me and said she was in charge. Said she wanted a new memory. One she chose. One that belonged to her.I’d have given her anything in that moment. Anything.When she asked us to kiss… I felt the shift in the air before the words even left her mouth. Saw the way her gaze flicked between Marcus and me, shy but hungry, like she needed to see it. Needed to know there were no walls left between the three of us. That what Gino had tried to steal from her, we could give back tenfold—connection, choice, pleasure that was ours and only ours.Marcus started to
SableFor a while, neither of them spoke.Morning continued creeping across the room while the three of us remained tangled together beneath the blankets. Marcus's hand moved slowly through my hair. Jarek still held my hand between us, his thumb brushing absentminded circles across my knuckles while he waited.Neither man tried to rush me. Neither man tried to fill the silence. They simply listened.So I told them everything.Not the shortened version. Not the version I'd given between gunfire and adrenaline and exhaustion. The real version.For the next half hour, I walked them through every moment from the second Luke's men grabbed me outside the gate until the second they burst into that barn.I told them about waking up in the van.About Luke.About Cassandra.About Brian.About Gino.About the fear.About the impossible choices that had led us to the exchange point.Neither man interrupted much. Every now and then Marcus would ask a question or Jarek would go unnaturally still at
SableFor a while, none of us moved.Morning light had begun creeping through the curtains, turning the room soft shades of gold and gray. Marcus remained stretched out beside me while Jarek lay on my other side, one arm still draped across my waist as though some part of him was afraid I might disappear if he let go.The room was quiet except for breathing and the distant sounds of the clubhouse waking up below us.It should have felt peaceful.Instead, every time my thoughts drifted, they found themselves circling the same place.The barn.I hated that.I hated how quickly my mind went there. I hated that after everything that had happened, after the rescue and the ride home and waking up safely between the two men I loved,







