“Have you had their oysters?” I said and set the menu on the table.

“They’re delicious,” Tyler said and reached for my hand. “Should we order some?”

“They’re an aphrodisiac.” Stephen winked and took a sip of his champagne.

“I know.” I lifted my foot and slowly slid it up Stephen’s leg. He jumped at the contact and softly chuckled. “So we should get two orders.” Stephen reached for my foot and placed it on the chair in between his legs. “I’m feeling hungry.” I pushed my foot forward and felt his erection. I started to rub my foot slowly up and down.

Stephen leaned forward so only Tyler and I could hear. “I’m not afraid to take you to the bathroom and have my way with you if you keep this up.”

I felt my body react at his words. What was wrong with me? “So you both are bossy, eh?”

“Maybe,” Tyler said and I watched him lean forward. Then a second later, warm hands were sliding up my thigh. “Two can play at this game.” His fingers grazed the junction in between my thighs, forcing me to spread my legs.

“Tyler,” I whispered.

“Zoe,” I heard Stephen say from across the table. “Tyler. Don’t you dare stop.” His words were direct.

When I told Stephen at Tyler’s house to have dinner with me, he finally accepted. He gave one condition: I had to wear a dress. We talked for another two hours about why I thought that was a bit presumptuous. He tried to claim it was just a dress. I knew there was more to the request.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Stephen had me sit next to Tyler and across the table from him. Tyler had his arm wrapped around my waist and his hand sitting perfectly on my ass. I realized at that moment my five days of solitude was ridiculous. When I ran from Stephen’s place that night, I already knew what I wanted.

The waiter walked up. “Would you like to order an appetizer this evening?”

I sucked in a breath, unable to speak. Tyler had moved his fingers under my panties.

Stephen was currently helping me by unzipping his pants so I could have better access.

Tyler was the only one with a voice at the moment. “Yes, two orders of your oysters on a half-shell, please.” I softly yelped when I felt him pinch my clitoris. He winked. “You okay, baby?”

“Ye…ye…yes,” I stammered and sucked in a breath. I was still happy I demanded dinner and then sex. Then my foot felt the outline of Stephen’s cock, and I immediately regretted dinner. “Fuck,” I whispered.

“Do you need anything else, ma’am?” The waiter was looking at me this time.

“Bring me a double shot of Crystal Head vodka please.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. We were sitting at a table that was in the far corner of the restaurant. If someone really paid attention, they would figure out what was going on. Thankfully the place was almost empty.

“I want you sober tonight, Zoe.” Tyler had two fingers moving up and down my core.

“Oh, God.” I breathed and closed my eyes as I tried to take in every emotion happening all at once.

“Tell me again why we had to go to dinner?” Stephen continued to help me pleasure him with my foot.

“I’m not sure anymore,” I admitted. Tyler placed a finger inside me, causing my body to crave more. “Tyler, please,” I begged. He lightly laughed and moved my chair closer to him.

“Fuck, your face is so beautiful right now,” Stephen whispered.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. “We were supposed to get to know each other.”

“We are,” Ty said and slid a second finger inside. “Just in a different way.”

A little while later, I noticed the waiter walking our way with the oysters and attempted to remove my foot from Stephen’s pants. He grabbed a hold of me and didn’t let me move. I was struggling to make sense of the situation and finding I wanted more. As I looked between both men, I could see the desire in their eyes. This dinner was only the beginning.

“Here you are.” The server placed the platters in the center of the table. “Would you like to order your main entree?”

“Not tonight,” Tyler said and brought his hand out from under the table. I was shocked the moment he placed his index finger in his mouth. Without thinking, I grabbed his hand. If he did the same to his other finger, I would make them leave here and now.

“Yes, I think we just wanted to get an appetizer before the main show,” Stephen said and reached to grab an oyster.

“Oh, what show are you going to see?” The waiter leaned closer to me and refilled my glass.

“We haven’t decided yet. Ask Zoe,” Stephen teased and moved my foot in a perfect position where I could massage his balls.

“I…have…no idea,” I ground out.

“Here, try one.” Tyler lifted an oyster and placed it in front of my lips.

Finally, when the server walked away, I admitted, “Okay, I never planned for this. Please don’t make me regret it.” I was scared to give my heart, yet my body wanted to know more.

They both made me curious. Hungry. Needy.

What had I gotten myself into? Could I care about two men at the same time? It all seemed impossible. Then I glanced between them both and realized the fiction books had it all wrong.

“Where are we going now?” I said, looking up at Stephen. “Your place?” I was currently sandwiched in between Stephen and Tyler yet again as we made our way to Tyler’s SUV.

“You decide,” Stephen said and squeezed my behind. “This getting to know each other part was important for you.”

“It’s not to you?” His comment actually made me a little annoyed.

“Well, I have enjoyed our time playing.” He slid his hand down my ass and placed his fingers in between my thighs.

“There’s a ‘but’ coming,” I said while trying to keep my composure.

Stephen stopped and turned to face me. “No ‘but’ in this conversation.” He ran his fingers through my hair and cupped the back of my neck. “Zoe, I’m sorry for giving you a bad impression of me. I hope you understand why I acted how I did that night?”

His words took me off guard. I wasn’t prepared for what he said, but I needed it. “You mean that don’t you?” I placed my hand on his wrist needing the contact. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Tyler step closer. “I don’t know what happened. Fear. My past—”

“Is the past.” Stephen stepped closer. “I’m not those other men or women.”

He was right; he was my present. I left my past behind years ago. Instead of saying another word I tugged him closer. We were a breath apart. “Will you accept my apology for overreacting?”

The moment he smiled, my insides squirmed. “Only if you accept my apology for coming on too strong that night?”

Instead of voicing my thoughts, I cleared the distance and took what I craved. The moment his lips touched mine, I knew I was wrong that night. He was not those past assholes I ran away from years ago. Stephen wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me even closer. I could feel the outline of his erection and pushed against his body, loving how he felt. His kiss was deep and took me to a place I had never been before. Then Tyler’s body was behind me and I lost all sense of reality.

We pulled away at the same time. I felt out of breath. “I accept.”

He chuckled and leaned in for one more kiss. “Good. I accept, too.”

“Fuck”—Tyler breathed—“we need to get upset at each other on a regular basis.”

I burst out laughing and swatted at Tyler’s arm. “Um, hell to the no.” While still close to Stephen, I carefully turned my body and fisted my hand in Tyler’s shirt. “You should apologize too you know.” I tugged him forward. Stephen had his arms still wrapped around my body and his head resting on my shoulder. “Right, Stephen?”

“Oh, he so should,” he teased and reached his hands out to force Tyler to move in even closer.

I could tell by the look on Tyler’s face he wanted to laugh. “What did I do?”

“You were a very bad boy,” I whispered.

“So bad,” Stephen said.

Tyler shook his head. “You both are causing a scene right now.”

I knew Ty didn’t want this relationship plastered all over the news. “We’re not done with the conversation, though.”

“I had a feeling.” He leaned in and kissed me. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I rested my head against Stephen’s shoulder and watched Tyler step out of our embrace. Never in my wildest dreams did I image myself with two men. Hell, I didn’t see myself with two people, man or woman. Then Tyler stepped away and I craved his body. I wanted him back in our cocoon we created. Whatever was happening between us, I had almost a week to absorb the reality of the situation. After going through every emotion, my mind still always came back to the word curious.

I did want to know more.