What He Left Behind by L. A. Witt

Author:L. A. Witt
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: abusive ex;friends to lovers
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Ian is a saint at helping me keep things balanced. A couple nights a week, I’m with Michael. Sunday evenings are wine and the hot tub with both guys. The other nights are reserved for my husband. Thanks to him, I actually have a fighting chance of keeping my sanity. When things are rough with Michael, when his ex has a hold on him and the bedroom turns into that minefield, Ian is there to ground me. That, in turn, makes it possible for me to ground Michael.

Little by little, we push Michael’s boundaries. Almost a month into this, we’re still barely doing more than making out and jerking each other off, though he’s rather enthusiastically letting me go down on him these days. The whole process is painfully slow, and it frustrates him at every turn, but he’s come a long way psychologically. The setbacks and flashbacks are fewer and farther between. And thanks to Ian, I’m still on an even keel.

Tonight, like so many other nights, I’m wrapped up in Michael, lying on our sides, kissing, stroking each other beneath the covers. My body still aches in places from everything Ian and I did less than twenty-four hours ago, and when I’m in bed with him tomorrow, I’ll still feel Michael too. It’s become normal, feeling the phantom touch of one man while I’m with another, and if I’m completely honest with myself, it’s become addictive.

Guilt needles at me, but I try to push it aside. There’s nothing wrong with enjoying this. It’s sex with Michael, for God’s sake, and Ian didn’t give me his blessing under the condition that I lie back and think of England. And enjoying it tempers all the other emotions I have about it.

And why am I rationalizing this?

“Still awake?” Michael startles me, and when I turn my head, he’s watching me.

“Yeah.” I rub my eyes. Had I started drifting off? I don’t even know. “Is it getting too late?”

“No. You were just quiet.”

“Sorry.” I lower my hand and turn toward him again. “I was just thinking.”

“About?”

I hesitate. Then I shift onto my side and lift myself up on my arm. “Is it wrong that I look forward to coming over for this?”

“I would hope not.” He grins. “Even with all the drama going on in my head, I wouldn’t want this to be a terrible chore or something for you.”

“No, it’s nothing like that. I guess… I mean…” My face burns. “I do enjoy this. Being in bed with you.”

Michael’s expression turns serious, and he strokes my hair. “Does that bother you?”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if it should.”

He takes my left hand, runs his thumb along my wedding band, which I don’t always remember to take off. He kisses the backs of my fingers. “Ian?”

“Yeah.” I sigh and rub my face with my other hand. “I’m probably overthinking things. God knows I’ve asked him a hundred times if it bothers him, and Ian would never keep something like that under his hat.

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