Uniting the Souls (Souls of Chicago #6)(15)

“You mean, you want to date both of us together instead of individually?” he reiterated slowly.

“I’ve thought a lot about it and I like both of you equally, although, I’ve gotten to know you better, but I’m going to work on getting Matt to open up more. He’s a tough nut to crack,” I mused. “So, to answer your question, I’m not suggesting we jump into a relationship or anything, but this kind of overwhelming chemistry doesn’t come along every day, at least not for me. I think we owe it to ourselves to figure out where it could lead,” I explained. He stared at me for several long moments and I found myself holding my breath.

“There are a couple of flaws to your thinking,” Isaac finally said. I was so relieved that he hadn’t already run screaming from the car that I was sure I could handle whatever he was about to say.

“Tell me,” I coaxed.

“I’m pretty sure Matt is attracted to you, but he’s never seen me as more than a friend. Believe me, I’ve had a crush on him for years and he’s never shown any sign that he felt the same way about me,” he said.

“I’ve seen the way he looks at you, Isaac. He tracks your every move as you do things around the center,” I informed him. Isaac’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

“He does?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes, he does,” I chuckled.

“Okay, but that still leaves the other problem,” he said in a serious tone.

“And what is that?” I asked.

“In all the years I’ve known Matt, I’ve never seen him date. In fact, I’ve never seen him even show an interest in anyone until you came along,” he stated. I pursed my lips as I looked at him, taking his words into consideration.

“What do you want, Isaac?” I asked him, my tone and question both serious.

“I’d like to spend more time with you and, of course, I would love it if Matt showed an interest in me,” he answered shyly, still looking as if he thought that was impossible.

“I want more time with you, too,” I told him, reaching up to run my finger over the edge of his jaw. His skin was smooth, with just the barest hint of stubble along his jawline.

His smile was immediate and it made my heart race. Without any further thought, I slid my hand around the back of Isaac’s neck and pulled him towards me, covering his lips with my own. I slid my hand up into his hair, finding it just as soft and silky as I had imagined, and I swallowed his gasp when my tongue dipped inside his mouth to taste him. His tongue sought out mine, timidly at first, but soon we were caught up in a kiss so passionate that my head began to spin. I pulled back when my lungs began to burn with the need for air and I smiled when Isaac let out a whimper of frustration.

“Don’t worry. I plan on doing a lot more of that, but for now, I think we need to slow things down. I’ve thrown a lot at you. You need to take some time and really think about everything we’ve talked about,” I told him gently.

“You’re right,” he said with a nod, but I moaned when he reached down to adjust himself. My mouth watered at the thought of his hard cock and I almost told him to forget everything I’d just said, but then he continued. “I do need some time to think, although I usually go with my gut in most circumstances.”

Everything in me wanted to push and find out what his gut was telling him about the situation we were in, but I owed it to him to give him time to form a decision on his own without any added pressure from me. As much as I wanted him and Matt, I was just going to have to be patient.

“Isaac, wait,” I said as he reached for the door handle. His head turned and he looked at me expectantly. “I just wanted to be very clear about something so there’s no confusion. Regardless of Matt’s decision, I still would like to continue seeing you.”

“You would?” The surprise in his voice made my heart hurt. Did he really not know how incredible he was? I didn’t know him all that well yet, but already, I knew that any man would be lucky to be able to date him.

“I would,” I whispered as I cupped the side of his face and leaned towards him for another kiss. This one was softer, gentler, but I hoped it proved to him how sincere I was.

Isaac was smiling as he pulled away and opened the door. I watched as he got out and climbed the steps to his apartment, making it safely inside. As I started to drive away, I caught my reflection in the rearview mirror and I wasn’t surprised to find a wide smile across my face. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately, ever since I’d met those two men. I was fairly certain what Isaac’s decision would be. The question was, how were we going to convince the very guarded Matt to give us a chance?





I read over the email that had been sent to me for the fourth time, but I still wasn’t able to comprehend what it entailed. I leaned my elbows against my desk and rubbed at my eyes. They felt itchy and my head had begun to pound which were both products of a long night with little to no sleep.

I’d gone home shortly after Isaac and Hudson had left Agape House, hoping to get a good night’s sleep. Instead, I’d spent hours tossing and turning, my head filled with images of what the two of them might be doing. Where had they gone to eat? What had they talked about? Was it a date? Had they kissed? Those questions and more ran on an endless loop through my head, ensuring that I had a long and restless night.