Roll Against Discovery (3d20 Book 3) by Allyson Lindt Page B

confession stole my breath and sent my imagination running rampant. It filled me with a rainbow of conflicting and complimentary emotions. I didn’t know if I was relieved, worried I was about to lose them both, or happy to see them finally admitting the truth.
    Trevor stopped with his shoes nudging Evan’s. While a mixture of hope and concern peppered Evan’s face, Trevor didn’t reflect any emotion. His voice was heavy. “And then she came along, and the two of you were good together. Incredible, even. And something pinged in the back of my mind that I was about to lose her. Which made no sense, because I didn’t have her. When you stormed out of our hotel room that morning because she was wearing my shirt, I was terrified. More scared than I’d been since they deployed you to a fucking war zone. Because I have to have you in my life.”
    Trevor tangled his fingers in Evan’s hair and kissed him hard, mouths crushing together, moans mingling. If being pressed between the two of them was hot, this was scorching. A bitter copper taste hit my tongue, and I realized I was biting my lip.
    “So are we good?” Evan was breathless when they broke apart.
    “I fucking hope so.” Trevor finally looked at me. “You’re really tough on a guy’s psyche. You know that? Making me think, and admit I have feelings, and all that bullshit?”
    I laughed, as much to let the tension out as anything. “I didn’t mean to.”
    “That’s part of what makes you so amazing.” He wove his fingers with mine, other hand still settled on the back of Evan’s neck. “You’re just making it up as you go along.”
    I couldn’t hide my grin. “So do we all want the same thing? No having to choose. No pitting you against each other?”
    “I’m in.” Trevor squeezed my hand.
    Evan spun me to face him and brushed his lips over mine. “Me too.” He kissed me again, more deeply this time. He slid his tongue into my mouth and it danced around mine. Heat and hunger made my blood roar, and my need grew, drawing my nipples to hard nubs and pooling wet between my thighs.
    Trevor tightened his grip on my hand and sucked in a deep breath through his teeth. His response heightened my arousal. “I’m thinking it’s a good thing we brought this outside.” His voice was strained.

Chapter Fifteen
    “My place is about five minutes away.” Evan nodded toward the main road. “We could talk about this in a more intimate setting.”
    The way he said intimate sent a pleasant shiver through me. “Yes, please,” I said.
    “Wait.” Trevor tugged me back. “Is it really this easy?”
    Disappointment set in at the hesitation, but it didn’t ease my arousal. “You call two weeks—or several years in your cases—of soul searching and denial easy ?”
    Trevor studied my face, as if he might find some deep, mysterious answer hidden there. “Why did you push this? You and I click. It’s like we operate on the same wavelength sometimes. We’re incredible together.”
    His words both warmed and worried me. I thought he wanted both of us. Except I was too focused on what Trevor said and not on how he said it. This wasn’t accusation or regret. His tone was curious.
    And he deserved an answer, rather than me making broad statements like, Now we all belong to each other, ’kay?
    Two gazes lingered on me, heavy with expectation. “Kathryn?”
    Playing things by ear. Right. I needed to dive in and hope I didn’t say something stupid. “It’s true; we do. But I click with Evan too. You just said so. I don’t need to justify it. You see as well as I do that the three of us work.”
    Trevor’s mouth twitched in an unformed smile. “So how does this go? Do we always all have to be around?”
    I raised my brows. “First of all, I’m talking about more than just sex. It’s not like all three of us are always going to be in the same place at the same time. Beyond that, do we have to label it? Sometimes it’s going to be all three of us, and