Jake rubbed the back of his neck and waited for his coffee to finish brewing. He hadn’t tied one on the night before, but his brain was still fuzzy enough to make him think that maybe he should have stopped at the one shot, instead of two. Or it could be the fact that he’d been up half the night trying to think of what to say to Maya and Border once the three of them finally sat down and discussed what was going on.
Because while it was easy to tell each other that they’d figure it out between the three of them, Jake knew from experience that it was never that simple. Maya and Border might think they have a connection from just seeing each other and knowing about one another from Jake’s stories, but that didn’t mean much in the long run.
Would this be a fling between the three of them? A fling between him and Border, and then between him and Maya while the other two were never fully together? Would they all walk away once they got it out of their systems?
This wasn’t as easy as a best friend falling for a best friend even for a night, and Jake knew that it damn sure as hell wasn’t something to go blindly into. This was a shit storm waiting to happen, and yet he knew they’d all go through it if they found that’s what they wanted. What they needed.
The coffee finally finished brewing, and Jake took the cup and sipped greedily. He didn’t care that he burned his tongue; all he wanted was the pick-me-up. The gods of caffeine and straight thinking were forever entwined with the mug of goodness.
He snorted after he took another drink. Apparently, he was a little loopy before his daily fix.
“What’s making you laugh?” Border grunted as he shuffled his way to the coffee maker. Jake licked his lips as he watched the way the shirt clung to the other man’s broad muscles. There was nothing sexier than Border in the morning after a shower. Okay, maybe seeing Maya after her shower was just as sexy, but Jake would need them side-by-side to compare.
He grinned into his cup at the image, and Border turned to raise a brow at him.
“What is it?” Border asked, folding his arms over his chest.
“Just thinking about you and Maya after a shower,” he said honestly.
Border’s eyes darkened. “Were we in the shower together?”
Jake shrugged. “If you’d like.”
Border licked his own lips before turning to get his coffee cup. “You’re going to kill me this morning, Jake. I need my damn coffee before you get me hard like that.”
Jake groaned, thinking about Border’s dick. Apparently, he couldn’t get that man’s cock out of his thoughts. And, of course, that visual led to more fantasies of just exactly where that cock could go later.
And that was enough of that.
He downed the rest of his coffee and went to make another cup. It was going to be a long fucking day.
“Please tell me there’s coffee,” Maya said as she walked into his house without knocking. The two of them had been doing that for years. At both her home and his. Though she’d stopped recently when Holly had been over more often than not.
He hadn’t noticed because he’d been so focused on making Holly part of his life. He’d almost lost Maya in the process. He refused to let that happen again, meaning he had to actually talk to her. And damn it, that wouldn’t be easy.
“I thought you had coffee at your place,” Jake said as he took a sip from his second cup.
Maya flipped him off before sliding between him and Border, using her hips to knock them each away so she could get closer to the coffee maker.
Jake met Border’s eyes over the top of Maya’s head and grinned. Yeah, having her between them wasn’t bad at all. Fuck, he loved it.
“Stop giving each other googly eyes over my head,” Maya snapped. “I need caffeine, and my damn brother broke my coffee maker this week.”
Jake raised a brow at Border before looking down at Maya. “Which damn brother?”
“Storm,” Maya said, and she turned to lean against the counter as her coffee brewed.
If there were going to be three of them at his house like this, he might need to invest in one of those newer models that had the carafes because having to wait for another cup was damn annoying. It had always been just him before, and having one cup at a time was perfect. Now, though? Now there might be three of them, and that meant more coffee.
And a whole lot more than just that.
“What did Storm do?” Border asked. “Was he trying to clean it out by taking it apart or something?”
Maya and Jake looked at one another, their brows raised before turning to Border at the same time. “Exactly. How on earth did you guess that?”
Border shrugged. “I know Storm from way back.”