It would be amazing to have someone in my corner at the wedding. Someone who can serve as a reminder of how far I’ve come and what an amazing life I’ve built away from my family and their bullshit.
“Okay then.” I cautiously nod, not entirely believing I’m agreeing to this. “Let’s do it. You can be my amazing boyfriend for a week.”
His smile gets even wider, and he smacks a quick kiss on my mouth before moving down my body.
“What are you doing? You need to leave before everyone wakes up,” I hiss.
“I will, but first, I’m going to show how I like to wake up my girlfriends.” He shoots me a wicked smile, then throws my leg over his shoulder and takes a long lick up my center.
My back arches at the delicious sensation.
Oh, shit. What have I gotten myself into?
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Thank you for reading Jackson and Abigail’s story. I hope you had as much fun reading them as I did writing them. If you want to read their full story, you can check out my website at www.katerandallauthor.com for the link to their book, The Other One, as well as The Good One (Kasey and Donovan) and The Fragile One (Lindsey and Aiden).
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Xoxo,
Kate
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CHAPTER1
ALI
It had been roughly two months since I stood in front of the world and gave my one and only press conference about my relationship with Cam and Kace. I never wanted to do that again.
After putting on a brave face and all but yelling to the world that I was in love with two men, I crashed. It took days to recover from the adrenaline and the front I had exuded during what should have been a private moment.
I guess that was the price I paid for falling in love with the best athletes the world had ever seen. Cam and Kace were Gods in their sports, and the media focus on their lives was nonstop. That made me a media target as well, since I had captured both of their hearts.
So many articles about me laced the newspaper stands, magazine stands, and all of social media. The wordswhoreandslutwere tossed around so often that it was a miracle I had stayed in one piece.
The guys tried to shield me from it as much as possible.
Sure, we didn’t come outright and say, “We are together,” but we indicated our truth and despite the backlash, I still had no regrets. Because when it came down to it, no one knew us better than we knew ourselves. We were not a kink or a fetish. We were three people who couldn’t live without one another, and chose to love each other despite what people thought was thecorrectway to love.
“Earth to Ali,” Kace whispered in my ear from behind me as his soapy hands cupped my breasts. We had decided to run a hot bath after watching Cam’s football game on TV, and remained there as we waited for him to join us.
“Cam should be home soon,” I moaned as I pushed myself into Kace’s hands.
“You miss him?” Kace bit my ear gently and pushed his growing erection into my lower back.
“I always miss him. I feel guilty when I’m not there. I should have just gone to the game. You should have gone to the game.”
“Baby, Cam didn’t want us to go. Monday night football against New England? The media was everywhere. We aren’t going to let them bombard you and trust me, he would rather have me stay with you.”