“What are you reading?” Tyler whispered and rolled over to face me.

I had been lying in between Stephen and Tyler when I woke up. I hadn’t wanted to leave the warmth of their bodies, but I also couldn’t fall back to sleep. It had taken some maneuvering to get out of the bed without waking them both. Once I was out in the hallway, I tip-toed around to check out each room. My eyes had caught sight of the room at the end of the hallway. The door was partially open and a small light was illuminating a part of the room. As I’d moved closer, I discovered Tyler had a library in his house. A freaking library. I didn’t read all that much, but I did enjoy a book now and again. When I stepped foot into the space, I had the urge to read every one of the hundreds of books displayed.

I flipped the book so he could see the cover. “I heard Clive Cussler was pretty good.”

“He’s excellent. That’s a Dirk Pitt book. You will love it.”

I leaned over and kissed him. “You sound so excited, and who the hell is Dirk Pitt?”

“It’s a long series by Clive.” He actually rolled his eyes when he answered, which was hilarious. Then he surprised me by grabbing the book and taking it out of my hands.

“Um, excuse me.” I giggled and struggled to keep my voice down.

“Please tell me we can go back to sleep.” Stephen moaned and rolled over to face us.

“First I want waffles,” I whined and turned my body toward Stephen. I pushed my behind into Tyler causing him to moan. “Or should we have pancakes?”

“We need to take care of something first before we dive into breakfast,” Stephen said softly laughing.

“Can we wait on sex for a few more hours?” I was so sore. Having two men at the same time was new for my small-framed body. Then I looked down in between us and noticed what he needed. Tyler pushed up behind me and I realized being sore was okay. “Or not.”

“You can rest soon.” Stephen pulled my one leg forward and slid in between me. “I need you one more time.” He looked over my shoulder. “We need you.”

“When you say it that way.” I winked.

“Do you have a banana?” I was mixing the waffle batter in the nude. Both men forced me out of the room before I could put even my panties on. Stephen was sitting at the kitchen island watching me. “Earth to Stephen.” I laughed and waved my hand in front of his face.

“Here.” Tyler stepped up behind me. “We actually have two.”

I leaned my head back against his shoulder and smiled. “Thanks.” He bent down and kissed my lips before stepping away. “What’s on the schedule for the day?” It was only Saturday and I could train, but did I want to? I glanced over at Tyler. “Hey, do you have a gym in your basement just like your brothers?”

“Smaller, but yes, I do.” He was sitting beside Stephen, rubbing his hand up and down Stephen’s arm. “You want to work out today? Aren’t you tired?”

“I’m sore as fuck,” I said and struggled to hold back my laugh. “But my fight is in four weeks.”

“I don’t know if I can watch you get punched.” Stephen winced and dropped his head to the counter.

Just as I was walking around to climb on his lap, the doorbell rang. “Are you expecting anyone,” I said looking over at Tyler. We all three were in the nude, in the kitchen. I mean, the curtains were pulled but still.

“It’s probably, Charlie.”

“Who knows about all this.” I finally reached Stephen and sat on his lap. “And you don’t have to watch me get punched.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his check. “But you have to promise to take care of me after the fight.”

Just then Tyler’s phone started to buzz. Then my phone buzzed. At the same time Tyler and I said, “Yup, it’s Charlie.”

I ran upstairs and threw on a pair of leggings and a long-sleeved T-shirt. Tyler was behind me as I made my way toward the door. Her text message was demanding and she kept repeating, Open the door. I know you’re all in there. Right before Tyler opened the door, I noticed Stephen upstairs peeking around the corner. I blew him a kiss and turned to face the door.

“Jesus, woman,” Tyler said as he flung the door open.

“There you both are,” Charlie said and stepped inside. “Where’s Stephen?”

I scowled because I felt confused. “You’re here alone?”

“Yeah, I needed to talk to you both and knew Stephen was probably here. So I told Brooks it was girl talk and I would be home later.” I noticed how she glanced up, so I followed her eyes. Stephen was slowly walking down the steps. “Hot damn.” She walked over and held out her hand. “Are you a model?”

“Way to break the ice, Sunshine.”

“Sunshine?” Stephen said and held out his hand.

“It’s my nickname,” Charlie said and shook his hand vigorously.

“Nickname. Really? What are your nicknames?” He turned to Tyler and me.

“I don’t have one. Never did.”

“Yeah, I have never been given one,” Ty said.

“We need to fix that, don’t we?” Charlie nudged Stephen’s side. He just smiled and nodded.

“Okay, what was so important you had to interrupt our breakfast?” I started to head into the kitchen. “Want some waffles?” When I reached the kitchen island, I noticed it was just Charlie and me. I glanced down the small hallway to the front room but didn’t see Ty or Stephen standing there.

“Did I say something wrong?” Charlie whispered from behind me.

“C, why are you really here?”

“Are you all coming to dinner tomorrow night?”

“Um, still up for discussion. Why?”

“I just think everyone should meet Stephen.”

The batter had a little film over the top, so I whisked it vigorously. Then I started to heat the waffle iron. “You know that’s tough to do right now.”

“Yeah, I do.”

“I sense a ‘but’ in this conversation.” I turned so fast with the spatula in my hand and almost slapped her in the face. “Wait, you didn’t say anything did you?”

“What? No.”

“Charlie Moore. This is not your conversation to have. If you did—”

Charlie covered my mouth. “Stop. I didn’t say anything to anyone.”

“Say anything to who?” Tyler said and walked over to where I was standing. He leaned into my ear. “Stephen is going to go home for a while. He’ll come back later.”

I turned my head. “What?” I handed him the spatula and left the room. Stephen was just making his way down the stairs when I rounded the corner. I pointed at him. “Upstairs.” He stopped and scowled. “Up.” I looped my arm into his and practically dragged him up the stairs behind me.

“Zo, I need to go home.”

“Do you have a pet to feed?”

“No.”

“Not even a fish?”

“No.”

“Is there someone coming over to fix something at your place?”

“No.”

“Then why are you really leaving?” I said and tried to reach for his hand. He let out a deep sigh and walked over to the bed to sit down on the edge of the mattress. “What is it?”

“Tyler.”

“What do you mean?”

“While you were in the kitchen with Charlie, he said he wasn’t ready to tell his family.”

I sat down beside him. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, that’s my thoughts, too.” He reached for my hand. “We have been together for several months now. It’s hard when your boyfriend doesn’t want anyone to know who you are.”

I sat there unable to speak. Tyler had to figure this out on his own. Stephen and I couldn’t tell him what to do. The hard part was, the longer Ty waited, the more he would push Stephen away. That was something I couldn’t accept. Whatever was happening between us, I wasn’t ready to let it go.

“I’m sorry, Stephen.”

He brought my hand to his lips. “You have nothing to be sorry for, love.”

I don’t know what came over me, but I climbed onto his lap and dropped my head into the crook of his neck. In just a few short weeks I had discovered something; love didn’t have to be conformed to just two people. It could be whatever. However. No rules.

Not that I was in love.

Yet.