SpareDick by Sarina Wilde Page A

was he doing? Why couldn’t he simply leave it alone?
    But he knew the answer to that. If he wanted to be entirely
honest with himself, he’d known the answer since the first time he saw Kevin
and Jill together. He wanted to be a part of that, but he just wasn’t sure
there was room for him, room to make their couple a trio.
    One thing was for sure. They couldn’t continue this way. He
couldn’t and Kevin and Jill definitely couldn’t. Adam took a deep breath,
realizing that if there was no other way, he would bow out and simply let them
find their way back to being a couple. Right now, though, he had to give
talking to Jill one more try.
    Adam unfastened his seatbelt and opened the door.
     
    The doorbell startled her. Jill was curled up on the couch
in the family room flipping through a magazine, but her mind had been anywhere
but on its contents. She jumped to her feet, for one second thinking it might
be Kevin until common sense told her he would simply have used his key. She
looked through the peephole and found herself staring into Adam’s distorted
features.
    Jill unbolted the door and pulled it open.
    “May I come in?” His voice was husky, subdued. She nodded
and backed up, opening the door wider to admit him. He looked uneasy, or maybe
it was simply uncertain, his gaze skittering around the hallway, pausing on her
and skittering away again. “Nice place.”
    “Come into the kitchen. Would you like some coffee or
something?” Jill felt awkward too. They were so much more than strangers, yet
he had never been inside their home.
    “That would be nice.” His Adam’s apple bobbed. He dug his
hands in his pockets. “No, never mind. I don’t want you to go to any trouble.”
    Jill didn’t respond until she’d reached the kitchen. “It’s
no problem.”
    “Maybe I should just get to the point.”
    She raised her chin. “I thought we’d pretty much covered
everything earlier. I mean, you made yourself pretty clear.”
    “I was out of line.”
    Jill couldn’t hold his gaze. She glanced at her bare feet
and blew out a harsh breath. “No. You weren’t. You were right. Kevin and I used
you. It was wrong.”
    Silence stretched. Finally, when she wasn’t sure she could
stand it anymore, she heard him murmur, “It didn’t feel wrong.”
    She whipped her gaze back up to search his expression.
    “For the most part it felt really, really right.” His dark
eyes met hers, his gaze intense.
    “What about how used you felt?” She had to ask because his
words had haunted her. She was surprised when a faint flush stained his cheeks.
    “I was guilty too. We all were. And I want you to know…I’m
sorry.”
    “Sorry it happened?”
    He raked a hand back through his hair and stared at the far
wall. “Not if we can find a way to all be okay with this. I would be sorry it
happened if it messed up things for you and Kevin.”
    Her throat tightened. “What about Kevin and you?”
    He blew out his breath. “Jill, other than being friends,
there was no Kevin and me. I need you to believe that.”
    “I think I know that. At least, I know there wasn’t. What
about now?”
    Adam sighed. “I won’t lie. I want there to be, but I want
you in on that too.”
    And there it was, out there in the open. Her belly clenched
with desire at his words and she realized that the idea, one that might have
once shocked her, no longer did. This was different than imagining a night of
sex, pure and simple. What Adam was talking about was a three-way relationship.
She took a deep breath and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “What
does Kevin want?”
    “A chance to talk.” Adam stepped closer, put his hands on
her shoulders and slowly pulled her to him. “Please forgive me. Give us both a
chance.”
    It was so tempting just to lean into him and let everything
else fade away, but the idea he seemed to be proposing was so outside her
normal frame of reference, uncertainty churned inside her. To have two men in
her