“What? When?” She looked at both of them in turn. “I don’t believe this.”
Chase chuckled. “Believe it, baby. We fought over you several times. We both were crazy about you. Mitch’s dad and mine said you should be the one to choose. Only you never did. You went out with other guys instead.”
“Were these the days when you had bruises all over your face?” she asked.
Mitch laughed then. They’d told Leah at the time that they’d walked into lampposts on the way to park. “Yes.”
“I can’t believe you kept something like this from me.”
“That Friday night you confessed to being in love with both us. You told us you didn’t want to carry on being friends. You wanted more. Was any of that true, or were the cocktails talking?” Mitch asked. He watched as she stared at her hands locked in her lap.
His heart pounded as he waited for her answer. He was more nervous about this answer than he was about finding out if she was pregnant.
“Please, say something.”
“I’ve been in love with both of you for as long as I can remember. I didn’t know you felt the same way. I thought I had to beg you to sleep with me, and you didn’t want to make me feel bad,” she said.
Mitch reached out, stroking her soft cheek. “How can you even think that? I’m crazy about you, Leah. Always have been. Living with you and not being able to touch or love you has been a nightmare. You’re my everything.”
Chase pulled her attention to him. “He’s always in there first, and I never get the chance to say pretty words to you.” He sighed, stroking her bottom lip. “I fucking love you.”
She burst out laughing. “Are you sure?” She nibbled her lips.
“Do you want us to get on our hands and knees and beg?”
Leah shook her head. “I never thought you’d feel the same way about me. I always thought it was one-sided. I mean, look at you compared to me.”
Mitch tensed. “What exactly is that supposed to mean?”
She blushed and stammered. “You are both hot while I’m … erm … not.”
“I should spank that gorgeous ass of yours, but I think that can wait in your condition,” Chase said.
Chapter Seven
Leah felt the blush creep into her cheeks at Chase’s words. The thought of him spanking her made her hotter than hell. Her stomach rumbled, and her blush deepened.
“I think we’re on food duty. You’ll stay here, and we’ll fix you some breakfast.” Mitch kissed her cheek and turned to leave. Chase did the same. She grabbed the remote flicking through the channels. None of the programs registered in her mind. She was too busy thinking about the life growing inside her.
She rubbed her stomach wondering if it was a boy or a girl. There were so many decisions to make. Staring at the cartoons she’d left on, she heard her two men making noise around the kitchen. They were in love with her. They had even fought over her. It was too surreal to contemplate.
Her biggest fear was her parents. Not just her parents, but Chase’s and Mitch’s parents as well. She lay back against the couch feeling her head thicken as thoughts ran riot through her mind.
Chase came back carrying a cup of fresh orange juice while Mitch handed her a tray of poached eggs and toast. Tears welled in her eyes at their thoughtfulness.
“You didn’t have to do this for me,” she said.
“I want to.” They both responded in unison.
She picked up her knife and fork, tasting their food. She knew Mitch must have cooked because Chase was not the best cook. He tried but lacked in every culinary department.
“We’ll have to get it confirmed by the doctor,” she said.
“Chase and I were just talking, and we think we should get our parents to meet in one place and all three of us break the news together.”
She stared at Mitch as he talked. His blue eyes looked animated as he spoke.
“What are we going to do about the future?” she asked. The baby was a good thing, but they hadn’t considered a future other than them all staying together.
Chase caught her face and turned her to look at him. Without another word, he slammed his lips down on hers. This was not a friendly kiss but a consuming one. He plunged his tongue between her lips, stroking her. The touch sparked off a memory inside her mind. She saw him grabbing her face and pulling her close. The image felt so real, and the feelings it evoked made her wonder if the kiss had taken place that Friday. “That’s the future,” he said, breaking apart from her.
“And this.” Mitch took her chin in his hand, pulling her closer. He kissed her lips, slowly. His tongue ran over her bottom lip before slipping inside her mouth. She whimpered when he pulled away.