Justin brushed a curl off her forehead. “I’ve never forgotten how gorgeous you are first thing in the morning.”
“Me or him?” Heat flooded her cheeks.
“Both of you.” Justin kissed her.
Antonio pulled away abruptly, stopping the attention on her tingling clit and letting the cool air rush in when the blankets fell away. He slapped her ass lightly. “We’re going to be late for work.”
She rolled onto her back and gave him an exaggerated pout. “But I’m sleeping with the boss. Doesn’t that buy me an extra hour or two?”
“Not when I have morning meetings.” Antonio offered her a hand and pulled her into a sitting position. He stood next to the bed, looking glorious and unashamed of the fact he wore nothing.
“I can’t believe you two are talking business in bed,” Justin said.
Emily looked back at him, brows raised. “Since when?”
His scowl melted to laughter. “Sorry. I was trying to keep a straight face, but nope. Not happening.”
“I really do have to get ready.” Antonio sounded disappointed. “I’d invite one or both of you to join me in the shower, but we tried that, and there’s not enough room.”
“In that case, we’re going to need a bigger apartment, with a huge master bath,” Justin said.
Emily eyed him. “We?”
Justin stared back unflinching. “And a bigger bed. King sized, for sure.”
“You’ve put a lot of thought into this.” Emily loved the certainty in his statements.
“Nope. I’m making it up as I go along, and leaving the details up to the two of you.”
“Sweet of you.” Antonio tugged Emily to her feet. “Some of us decided to get jobs, rather than live off fat buyout checks, so we really do need to get going.” His stern expression melted into a smile. “Have your lawyer call mine, so I can get you on a similar schedule sooner rather than later?”
“I will.” Justin said. “Set a spare desk aside for me.”
Contentment and satisfaction rolled through Emily. The arrangement might be atypical, and getting here had been a bit rough, but she was exactly where she belonged and had no doubt Antonio and Justin felt the same way.
Epilogue