"Okay," she said faintly. Chris lifted his head. She put both her hands on his face, cradling it, molding her fingers over his jaw. "I'm so happy," she said. "And you look happy, too."
He smiled. "Geoff doesn't look happy?"
She sniffed over the tickling. "I'm less concerned about his happiness."
"Ouch." Geoff chuckled but banded an arm around her chest. She reveled in his strength as he held her close. "What was the favor, brat?"
"I'd like to see you kiss each other," she said. At his lifted brow, she flushed a little. "It's sort of a fantasy of mine. I've been wanting to see you kiss Chris for a long time. I just wasn't sure until now if it worked for you two."
"How can you tell it does now?"
She shot him a Duh look. "Seriously?"
She'd seen it not only in their easy synchronization since she'd crossed the threshold, but in whatever unspoken message passed between them right now. It was overwhelming, seeing the chemistry of deep friendship, their intuitive knowledge of each other, taken to the level of sexual intimacy. She couldn't help wishing that she'd left up webcams everywhere
so she could watch firsthand what had happened during her absence. But a kiss would help her imaginings considerably.
Reaching over her, Geoff grabbed Chris's head and brought him up to his level to plant an exaggerated kiss on his forehead. She pushed at him, sighing in mock exasperation, but Geoff wrapped her hair around his hand and held her fast.
"Ask nicely, Samantha Beth. Then maybe we'll give you what you want."
She swallowed, staring into his steady gaze. She didn't know how he switched into that Dom mode so effectively, but she added it to her list of things she was thankful for. "Please, sir. Sirs. I'd like to see you kiss each other."
Geoff kept her locked in place but turned his head toward Chris. Sam held her breath as Chris moved onto his knees. His eyes were on Geoff's, but as he leaned in, his attention slid down to Sam. She closed her eyes as Chris cradled her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Slow, lingering, a quiet blessing. Geoff's firm grip on her hair constricted as Chris moved to her mouth, tasting it slow, deep, but keeping it gentle, an act of love. He raised his head, and there was a burning fire in his eyes that reflected what she was sure was kindling in his heart.
She'd yearned for this moment, this complete connection among all of them, but she hadn't been alone in that desire.
Chris leaned over her. As Geoff relaxed his hold, she dropped her head back on his shoulder, surprised to see Chris do to him the same as he'd done for her. Touching Geoff's face, he straightened to press a kiss on Geoff's forehead. He wasn't teasing her like Geoff had been. He was sending them both a message, acknowledging this was truly the starting gate. It was a benediction for the journey ahead.