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Chapter 30: Jonathan

1 month later...“Alright, this is going to be warm,” Dr. Potter tells Lex before putting the gel on her small baby bump. You can’t even really see it unless she’s naked or wearing something form-fitting—the former of which I try to see as often as possible.I’m standing next to her as she lies on the exam table at the bougie, upscale OBGYN clinic I insisted she go to. Only the best for my girl and our children. We’re getting ready for the first sonogram that I’ve been here for.Lex got one when she first found out she was pregnant, but Dr. Potter only recommends them when she's checking specific milestones or potential issues. So today, at the 12-week mark, we finally get to see our little ones together.I’m so excited, I don’t know what to do with myself.Lex glances up at me with an amused smirk. “Calm down, Daddy. They aren’t going anywhere.”My eyes narrow playfully at the word Daddy. I’ve told her not to call me that outside the bedroom. She keeps reminding me our kids are going

Chapter 1: Andie, Jaime, and Jorge - Andie

“Would you please just come out with us tonight, Andie? Jorge is bringing those prosciutto canapés you love. And Jordan will be there.” Jamie says the last part with a whining, wheedling tone that’s about one octave shy of cartoon desperation.“You know I’m under a deadline. If I don’t get this website finished in the next two days, I’ve gotta work my ass off. And I hate parties,” I say, weaving another section of her braid crown.“How does someone hate parties? I will never understand that. The food, the music, the dancing,” she lists dramatically, as if the concept of not loving a party is personal.“The hangovers. The awkward small talk. The weird attempts at people hooking me up with their random single friends,” I counter, pinning a section and reaching for the hairspray.“Well, you know you could always just hang out with us. Jorge wouldn’t mind,” she says.God, does she really have no idea about the crush I have on her boyfriend? How is that even possible?Jamie’s my roommate. W

Chapter 2: Jaime

“This party sucks!” Jorge whines in my ear.He’s not wrong. What was supposed to be a wild, alcohol-fueled, hottie-packed rager has turned into a sad, techno-blaring, strobe-lit gathering of about a hundred people milling around a mostly abandoned warehouse.I roll my eyes. “I know, babe. It’s a good thing Andie didn’t come—she’d never let us live it down if she knew our idea of a great party was... this.” I glance around, unable to hide the sneer curling at my lip.I can’t believe we left her for this shit.Andrea “Andie” Cove is my best friend in the entire world.I’ve also been in love with her for as long as I’ve known her.It’s why I insisted on living with her—even when Jorge and I moved in together. I couldn’t give her up. Not even for love.Oh, Jorge. God, this man is perfect for me in every way. We’re both loud, outgoing, always down for an adventure. We have the same sense of humor, the same need for attention, the same exhibition kink.And the same obsession with Andie.Jorg

Chapter 3: Jorge

I wake up next to Jaime around mid-morning. She’s sprawled across her side of the bed, one leg flung over me, softly snoring in that cute way she does. I don’t want to move—she’s peaceful, warm, tangled up with me. But I’ve really gotta pee.Carefully, I ease myself out from under her limb, praying not to wake the beast. As much as I love this woman, you do not want to be the one who wakes her up before she’s ready. That way lies danger.Once I’m up, I catch a scent drifting in from the kitchen—bacon and French toast.Andie’s up.Fuck.Now I’ve got a different kind of ache altogether.I duck into the en suite bathroom to handle business, brush my teeth, and smooth my hair. I consider grabbing more clothes—since I’m just in boxers—but then I think, Why?I want her. I’ve wanted her almost as long as I’ve known Jaime.Don’t get me wrong—I love Jaime with every piece of me. But Andie? That woman’s in my bones. Every time she smiles, every time she laughs at some dumb coding joke or says so

Chapter 4: Andie

My heart is pounding as I shut the bathroom door behind me—not just from the close call, but from that intense almost-kiss with Jorge.Holy hell… that was hot.Jorge has been an object of fascination for me for a long time. A novelty, really—for a small-town girl who had never even met a gay couple until I moved to San Francisco.Okay, that sounds bad, but it’s not what it sounds like. I’m not homophobic, not in any way. I just grew up in a town smack-dab in the middle of the country where “diversity” meant your neighbor drove a Ford instead of a Chevy. My family raised me to care about people, not labels. But that didn’t mean I had a lot of real exposure.It’s part of why I joined the LGBTQ+ club in college—to learn. To listen. To understand people and identities beyond the scope of my little town. It’s also where I met Jaime.And while I’m not the most outgoing person in the world, I am driven. I knew I needed to push myself beyond my comfort zone to really grasp the world around me.

Chapter 5: Jaime

Jorge left for work about twenty minutes ago—he’s on the dinner shift for the foreseeable future. He was recently promoted to sous chef at his restaurant, which is huge for him. But it means he heads in during the afternoon and usually doesn’t get home until two or three in the morning.Today’s my day off from Sasquatch. I usually work four ten-hour days, and honestly, I could probably make my own schedule at this point. I’ve been with the company forever and as assistant director of marketing, I’ve got enough pull that no one really questions me anymore.But I can’t relax. I’m restless. Andie and Jorge nearly kissed this morning, and I’m the reason it didn’t happen.Jorge and I talked about it while Andie was in the shower. We both knew it was a golden opportunity—organic, natural, and real—and I blew it. What gave Jorge hope, though, was how into it Andie seemed. What stung was how fast she pulled away the second she heard my voice.Ugh. Why is this so damn complicated?Because I’m a

Chapter 6: Jorge

I’ve been thinking about that almost-kiss with Andie all day.The only reason I didn’t obsess over the heat of her body against mine, the scent of her strawberry shampoo, the softness of her lips beneath mine... was because dinner service was insane.But the second I got a break—during prep, on the drive home, in the locker room—it all came rushing back.Andie.It’s 2:30 AM when I walk into the apartment. Everyone’s asleep.But that won’t last.Jaime and I have a consensual-nonconsent agreement when it comes to waking each other up. And if you’ve never experienced waking to lips around your cock—or sliding into your partner half-conscious and gasping—you’re seriously missing out.Which means: we sleep naked.I step into our bedroom and see Jaime half-tangled in the blankets, one smooth mocha-colored leg thrown over the sheet, her upper body covered. Fuck. She’s gorgeous.Clothes come off fast, and I toss them toward the hamper. I’ll deal with them later. Right now, I’ve got something b

Chapter 7: Andie

I’m huddled on the couch in front of the TV, knees tucked into my chest, arms wrapped tightly around my legs.Two hours ago, I sat down with breakfast and turned on the news—just like I always do. Normally, it’s background noise. I don’t pay much attention beyond the weather and the morning pet segment.But today, I listened.And when I heard what they were saying, I froze.I’ve just been sitting here ever since.I’d heard about COVID. It felt far away—something happening in China, then just a few isolated cases here. I figured it would fade like that Ebola scare years ago. A flash in the pan. Scary headlines, but not real.But this is different.The government is shutting everything down.We’re being told to stay home—only leave for essentials. Wear masks. Keep six feet apart from anyone who isn’t in your household. They’re calling it a quarantine.And the scariest part? You can have it and not even know. You could give it to someone you love without realizing it until it’s too late.

Chapter 8: Jaime

I come to awareness slowly—probably thanks to the hands in my hair, massaging my scalp in lazy, rhythmic circles. It feels amazing.What actually wakes me up is realizing there are hands, plural, in my hair—and one is on my arm. Unless Jorge somehow grew an extra limb overnight (and while the man’s cock is impressive, it’s not that impressive), there’s someone else involved.I blink my eyes open.I’m on my side, facing the TV, which is currently playing some wild documentary featuring tigers, lions, and a guy with the most majestic mullet I’ve ever seen. Definitely Tiger King.I’m lying on someone soft—not Jorge. And my legs are tangled with two other sets of limbs.The body beneath me is all curves and warmth and softness.Andie.I tilt my head and confirm it—yep, I’m lying on Andie’s chest. And she’s being held by Jorge.Everything rushes back—the terrifying COVID announcement, the entire country grinding to a halt, and the three of us collapsing together on the couch for comfort.I

Chapter 9: Jorge

I’ve been hard as a goddamn rock for hours after “exploring” Andie’s body. Couldn’t really touch her the way I wanted—not without waking Jaime—but that only made it hotter.The whimpers, the trembles, the way her breath caught with every slow stroke of my hand…I swear, I haven’t felt this wound up since I was a horny-ass teenager.And then I watched them kiss. Fuck. I almost came in my pants. Just watching Andie give in to Jaime like that—finally—it was enough to make my knees weak.So when Jaime held out her hand to Andie, I held my breath. Would she go with us? Would she freeze up and want to talk instead?But then—she grabbed Jaime’s hand.And reached for mine.And suddenly, nothing was holding us back.Jaime led the way, peeling off her clothes as we walked. Her eyes were locked on Andie the whole time, undressing like a fucking goddess. Andie didn’t move, didn’t breathe—just stared as Jaime slid her shirt over her head, then her bra, baring those perfect tits for us both to see.

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