Katya
“I thought he was you,” Ezra blurts, unable to meet my gaze. I laugh softly, finding his discomfort amusing, considering how much he had just enjoyed it. Mateo stands before coming over to me and pressing his lips to mine. His nose moves down my jaw to my neck as he inhales my scent, Ezra’s voice pulls him away from me.
“I was expecting you both to have done the deed by the time I got home,” Ezra scolds, folding his arms across his chest.
“We wanted to, but I said no,” I told him. Though I wanted nothing more than to be with both of them, I couldn't stop myself from waiting for Maddox to lose it, and I didn’t want to put Mateo at any more risk.
“I thought you could maybe mark Mateo first?” I suggest. If he does, I won’t have to worry about Maddox losing it because Mateo will be o
