Get Off Easy (Noble House, #1) by Sara Brookes Page B

as she got through this part. “I know. Saint wouldn’t have let you come tonight if he didn’t think otherwise. And that’s the reason why I want to talk about this first.”
    “You need peace of mind,” Saint interjected.
    “Yes.” While that wasn’t all she needed, it certainly helped that they were on the same wavelength. “I’ve reappeared at a time when you’re both going through some things. I don’t want to feel as though I’m intruding in any way. If you both need time to regroup, then I will gladly step away. The relationship you two have—the love you share—isn’t worth damaging because I’ve got some hankering to scene with you both. It’s not worth it.” She pressed on, knowing she was babbling, but needed to get it all out. “I know it’s not my place to make that call when it’s your relationship, but—”
    “We’re fine, angel.” Saint palmed the back of her neck and cradled her head as he tugged lightly on her hair. Despite the very serious topic, a satisfying twinge radiated between her legs. “What happened was a fluke. Boyce wasn’t in control. Couldn’t process what was happening. It’s not the first time. Usually it comes in the form of nightmares, but he’s been under a lot of stress, and it got the better of him. I should have recognized the signs sooner and called off the scene to begin with. Maybe we shouldn’t have even come to the club that night. That’s on me. One hundred percent. I probably deserved a smack or two.”
    Boyce snorted. “More than a smack sometimes.”
    Saint cut his gaze to Boyce. She couldn’t help it—she giggled. The byplay between the men amused her far more than it should have. And it helped smooth away some of the hesitancy she had about agreeing to taking their relationship back into the realm of sex.
    Saint’s grip relaxed as he began slowly caressing the sides of her neck. “As you can see, we’re fine. There is nothing you’re barging in the way of. Nothing for you to worry about. In fact, we want to you elbow your way between us. I have a feeling you’ll fit nicely. Like you were made to be there.”
    Grae felt no shame about resisting. For putting a great big pause button on the moment. True she’d seen the two men together for the past few days where everything seemed perfectly normal. At the club...totally different situation. They needed to trust her as much as she needed to trust them. And their assurance helped.
    Still...
    Boyce’s expression altered, softened. “I won’t lie to you, Grae. It’s not all rainbows and flowers in my head sometimes. Each day is a struggle. I have to work to be healthy. But those struggles are easier because I have someone who loves and supports me no matter what. I have friends who are willing to get in my face when I’m being stupid. Be a shoulder when I need one. Kochran and I agreed that private play is acceptable. It may be a while before I go out onto the main floor again. I’m not putting a deadline on when. And neither is anyone else. I don’t trust myself to be out there just yet. Besides, I want you distraction free tonight. For all of us.”
    “All right,” she answered slowly. It had been several years since she’d physically participated in a scene. Even with her familiarity with the men, she knew several things needed to be talked about. “Do we need to break out the limit lists now?” When Saint and Boyce began grinning slowly, a delicious tension slithered up her spine. “You already know. Don’t you? Members, virtual or otherwise, are required to submit limits lists before membership is granted into Noble House. And Saint has access to mine.”
    Boyce touched her bottom lip. “She’s pouting.”
    “Damn sexy when she does it, too.”
    Their amusement only made her more agitated. “Not sure I like being this much in the dark.”
    “You don’t need to be. We may have seen your lists, and know they’re compatible with ours, but we expected to have a