Short Rides (Rough Riders #14.5)(19)

Trevor grinned. “Sex. Lots and lots of sex.”


A loud, “Omigod, are you serious?” echoed from the bedroom.


“Looks like she found the movies.”


“Hey, man, I’m blaming you that the only thing we brought was porn.”


Later the next afternoon they were lazing in bed after a long and sweaty bout of sex. There’d been a certain sweetness having Edgard between them. Edgard making love to Chassie slowly from behind, whispering Portuguese against her neck as Trevor f*cked Edgard at the same leisurely pace, his mouth and hands in constant motion on both of them.


So basking in the afterglow between her men was the perfect time to state her intent. “I wanna have another baby.”


Both her men propped up on an elbow and looked at her. “Why?”


“We talked about havin’ four kids. If we are serious, I want to do it soon. Max is already two.”


“Like how soon, sweetheart?” Trevor asked.


“I go in next month for my annual checkup. I’d like to get my IUD taken out.”


“If we had another baby, the kids would outnumber us,” Edgard said. “Our little Max is a handful. More so than Westin and Sophia put together. Makes me wonder what kind of hellion kid four would be.”


Trevor chuckled and Chassie elbowed him in the gut.


“I’m serious. I miss havin’ a baby in the house. I think about holding one, rocking one, how good they smell and seeing that sweet little happy face first thing every morning.”


“You’re forgetting the lack of sleep, the constant crying, one of us always bein’ tethered at home, and Chass, that’s usually you. Plus, we’ve still got Max in diapers.”


Chassie’s gaze moved from Trevor’s face to Edgard’s. “You’re both against it?”


“No,” they said simultaneously. “I just think we oughta make sure you wanna have another baby for the right reasons,” Trevor said.


“Meaning what?”


“You tell us.” Edgard’s golden-brown eyes were so serious.


“This has nothin’ to do with what that shithead said to Westin at school this week,” she retorted.


“You sure?”


“Positive.” She placed a hand on each of their cheeks. “We make beautiful, smart, compassionate human beings. It’s been shown to us time and time again that the world could use more kids like ours. Especially where we live.”


“Such a sweet talker,” Trevor drawled.


“That she is,” Edgard agreed.


“Besides, I really feel that one more child would make our family complete.”


Trevor and Edgard exchanged a look.


“Stop doin’ that,” she said poking them both in the chest. “You have something to say, spit it out.”


“Do you feel like you need to even it up for my benefit?” Trevor asked. “Because biologically, two of our kids are Edgard’s and one is mine?”


“No!” Chassie inhaled. Exhaled. “Okay, maybe. Look, the only reason we had paternity tests done was to set up the legal guardianship in case something happened to one of us or two of us, so there wasn’t any chance the kids could get separated by the courts. We’ve never treated any of the kids like anything but ours—all of ours. And when we were tryin’ to get pregnant, we let nature take its course—no selective breeding.”


Edgard groaned and Trevor laughed.


“But this time, if we decide we’re all on board havin’ another baby, I would like for Trev to have first crack at providing the fastest swimmers.” She leaned over and kissed each of them. “I love you both. I wanna have another baby with you both. I just wanted to bring this up before my appointment and when we don’t have kids underfoot.”


“Because that might change our minds about adding another one to the chaos?” Edgard said dryly.


“Not funny.” Chassie flicked his chest.


“One thing I’d like to point out is if we do add to our family, we’ll also need to add to our house. We’re busting out of the bedrooms upstairs. And bein’ here,” Edgard gestured to the generous space around them, “just shows that I wouldn’t mind havin’ a bigger place like this for us all the time.”


Trevor scratched his chin, a faraway look in his eyes. “You know, I have been thinking about this. If we added a master suite off the living room, we’d have to install plumbing for the big bathroom with a gigantic shower that I know Chass is dyin’ to have.”


“Hey, I heard the two of you enjoying the gigantic shower here yesterday. Really enjoying it.”


“You were sleeping. We were bored.”


“Oh, you gotta be bored to f*ck me, Brazil nut? That’s reassuring.”


Edgard leaned over and kissed Trevor. “Chass just attested to the fact I enjoyed it, so lose the pout.”


Some days Chassie found it hard to believe there was no jealousy between the three of them. From the start they’d made certain that even the smallest perceived slight would be addressed by all of them immediately.