“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.