Copyright © 2012 Rhian Cahill
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Dayne wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms and tell her it would all be okay. But he couldn't make that promise when he had no idea if things would be fine. If there was any hope of that happening he had to come clean. Needed to tell her the truth of what he wanted—what they wanted. And whenn he did she just might dare to take a chance.
Dayne stood, dislodging Miki's hand as he did. He took a step away and drew in a deep breath. This was it, do or die. Truth and dare.
"Miki, I'm on a short fuse where you're concerned. I've always wanted you. I've never hidden that fact, but now the want is more potent, more adult, and if you touch me again I'm afraid I'll snap and not be able to hold anything back." Her eyes widened as he spoke and her hands shook as she twisted them together in her lap, but she didn't run. "It's time for our own game of Truth or Dare, Miki."
She darted her gaze between him and Grant. He was relieved to see his friend just as tense. Dayne was rushing things, he knew that, but he couldn't stop himself. Couldn't deny the primal urge to claim her as his—theirs—even though moving this fast co could cost them everything.
"Yes. We're going to tell you the truth and then I'm going to dare you to do something with it."
"I'm not sure I understand."
"Just listen to him, Mikaila."
She turned to Grant, but before she could speak he cut her off.
Dayne had never heard that tone in his friend's voice before. The word was a desperate plea for her to give them what they asked for and he could only hope she did.
Her answer was no more than a shaky whisper, but in the quite night it sounded like a gunshot going off. Dayne's shoulders sagged with relief, but he knew this was only the first battle in what was rapidly turning into a fight for his life. Because he suddenly knew without a doubt that Miki was the woman for him and he couldn't see any future without her and Grant in it.
"I, we, want you. In every way possible and more."
He watched her chest rise as she sucked in a breath. Her gaze drifted away from his and he wanted to reach down and lift her face up until her eyes met his again, but he wouldn't.
"You need to understand this isn't about just one of us, Miki. We both want the same thing. You. Together." Grant shifted in his chair so he could look at her.
Dayne crouched down beside her and took her hand. The move was guaranteed to set his nerves on edge but he couldnâ€™t resist that small contact. "We need you to understand this isn't only about sex either. Sure we want that and plenty of it, but we want more. How that's going to work I don't know, but I can't imagine being with you without Grant being with you too."
"So you two would…" she gestuured with her free hand, "…you know."
He shook his head.
"It's just you. Without you this need to share doesn't exist."
Grant's words explained it perfectly, because without Miki the urge to share didn't exist. Dayne stood, pulling her up with him. He let go of her hand and took a step back.
"The truth is we want you for more than one night, but if one night is all you're willing to give us then we'll take it."
"I don't know if I can."
"I dare you to take a chance, Mikaila. One night of guaranteed pleasure with no strings attached. If you want to walk away when it's over we won't stop you." Dayne knew they were rushing things, knew they were pushing, but he couldn't slow down now. Miki made him do and say things no one else did. Made him lose control.
"We won't like it, but we'll respect that it's your choice to make just as doing anything is." Grant stepped over to stand beside him. "What happens now is up to you."
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