|REMEMBERING TO BREATHE
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GENRE: Erotic Contemporary Alternative Romance, M/M/M
Published: April 7, 2012
Liam fell in love with a straight man, big mistake. Especially when Bishop ran the first time they kissed. Feeling devastated and rejected, Liam starts over, making a whole new life for himself.
Investigating a murder, Detective Jack Watterson meets the man of his dreams. Liam wraps himself around Jack’s heart after only one date.
But then Bishop returns, telling Liam that he loves him and how much he wants another chance. Liam is caught between the two men that he loves and doesn’t see a way out, until Jack proposes Liam’s wildest fantasy.
But things aren’t that easy, not when Liam is accused of a murder he didn’t commit. Liam also has to deal with a bully from his past, a man bent on teaching Liam that gay men are evil. Can the three work things out and find a happy life together, or will they fall apart when Jack is shot by the very man setting Liam up?
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“Is that what you want, Liam? Me and Bishop?”
Was this a trick question?
Was Jack setting him up for a rude and quick dismissal?
Liam sat there too terrified to say anything. He could lose Jack, and he knew it. The man’s patience was only so much. Liam had been testing it, pushing it, by meeting Bishop in the first place. Liam felt his body trembling as he glanced up into Jack’s beautiful gray eyes.
“What if it was?” Liam wasn’t sure how that damn question slipped from his lips. He quickly looked back down at his now-cold coffee, praying Jack didn’t throw him out. He took a deep breath and braved another question. “Would you hate me?”
Jack walked into the kitchen, taking a seat next to Liam. Jack’s fingers were entwined on the table as Liam slowly raised his eyes. The man didn’t look too pissed. And that confused the shit out of Liam. The guy should be shouting for Liam to get the fuck out and never show his face around here again.
The contemplative look scared Liam.
“To be honest, Liam, I kind of saw this coming.” Jack sat back, his eyes never leaving Liam’s. “My mind has been working this situation out since you told me Bishop wanted to meet with you. I knew that there were three options here. No, four. One, you told Bishop to fuck off. Two, you told me to fuck off. Three, you walked away from both of us.”
“And four?” Liam dared to ask.
“That one I came up with on my way home. Four would be keeping us both. But Liam, four can never work. I won’t sit home knowing you’re having your Bishop time. I can’t do that, Liam. I have patience, but that’s taking it to the extreme, and I won’t allow you to do that to me.”
Liam cleared his throat, praying Jack held on to his patience for a moment longer while Liam ventured into the land of insanity. “I wasn’t thinking of having a separate time with the two of you.”
Jack ran his hand over his stubbled jaw, his eyes telling Liam that he was once again trying to work the problem out in his head. Liam almost flinched when Jack laid his finger under Liam’s chin, lifting it so he could see into his eyes.
Liam felt like he was going to fall apart right here at the table. Jack was demanding with his gray eyes that Liam explain himself. “I don’t know, Jack. Maybe you two could get to know each other, spend some quality time together.” Liam closed his eyes, asking himself if he had really said that out loud. “Never mind. It was a stupid thought.” Liam pulled his chin from Jack, rising to rinse his cup. Jack grabbed his waist, pulling Liam into his lap.
“You want me to sleep with him?” Jack looked stunned. “I won’t cheat on you, Liam,” Jack said with a growl, his eyes narrowing on Liam.
Oh hell, that wasn’t what he meant. Liam was struggling to say the right thing, but it didn’t seem to be coming out right. “Is it cheating if I’m there?”
“I want to fuck you while you’re fucking Liam.”
Jack’s jaw dropped. “Okay?”
The corner of Bishop’s mouth perked up as he shrugged. “I figured it’s going to happen at some point.”
Jack started to grin when Bishop threw his own words right back at him. He leaned his head down close to Liam’s ear. “Did you hear that, baby? Bishop is going to fuck you while I fuck him. How does that sound to you?”
“It sounds like you two are talking too much instead of doing.”
Loud laughter filled the room so quickly that Jack could only sit and stare at Bishop as the guy roared. Surprisingly, Bishop’s amusement seemed to break the sudden tension that had filled the room. Jack found himself laughing right along with Bishop.
Jack scooted over and dropped Liam onto the couch next to Bishop. He grabbed the lube and handed it to Liam then handed a condom to Bishop, grabbing one for himself. “Bishop, have you ever stretched someone before?”
“No.” Bishop’s face flushed with color. “But I saw it on a video before.”
Not good enough. “Liam, why don’t you lie back on the couch and show Bishop how it’s done?” Jack pointed to a spot on the floor. “Bishop, I want you to come sit here on your hands and knees and watch Liam.”
Bishop looked a little unsure but did as Jack asked.
Jack smiled and swatted at Bishop’s hip. “This would go a lot better if you were naked.”
Jack chuckled as Bishop got to his feet and started to undress. He sat back to watch Bishop’s luscious body being revealed to him until he heard a small whimper from the direction of the couch. The quick glance he sent Liam was enough to make Jack groan.
Liam was watching Bishop as his fingers furiously worked his tight little hole. Liam had definitely come back to life. His cock was thick and swollen, the head an angry purple, dripping with pre-cum. Liam looked like he was going to come again at any second.
“You’d better hurry up, Bishop, or Liam’s going to leave without us.”
Jack blinked in surprise when Bishop instantly dropped to his knees before him. He was even more shocked when Bishop pushed his ass out toward him and spread his legs. Damn. Just damn.
Jack grabbed the bottle of lube off the couch and quickly lubed up his fingers before dribbling some down the crack of Bishop’s ass. Bishop was so intent on watching Liam that he didn’t even shiver.
Jack wanted to make sure Bishop’s entire attention was on Liam. “Why don’t you touch him, Bishop? He likes having his nipples played with, his cock stroked.”
The second Jack heard Liam moan, Jack pressed his fingers between Bishop’s ass cheeks and stroked them over the man’s virgin ass. Again, he was struck with the knowledge that he was going to be Bishop’s first. It was a heady feeling, enough to make his head spin.
And enough to make something fierce and protective unleash inside of him. Maybe this was what they needed to tie all of them together. Liam and Bishop already cared for each other, as did Liam and Jack. Bishop and Jack needed something to tie them together just as much. Maybe this was it.
As carefully as he could, Jack started adding pressure with his fingers each time they stroked over Bishop’s tight opening. Little by little, he pushed at the puckered ring of muscles, adding more pressure until they slipped effortlessly inside.
Jack froze when he heard a small grunt from Bishop, but when no protest arose, he continued, moving his fingers in and out and slowly stretching the tight little entrance until he could easily fit all three of his fingers inside.
Jack squeezed his eyes closed when he felt Bishop push back against his fingers. Not every man liked to be penetrated. Some men only liked to be on the giving end of things. If Bishop’s movements were any indication, he liked both. Jack prayed to god he was right. He wanted this to be a wonderful experience for Bishop, one that he would want to repeat often.
Jack stretched out over Bishop’s back and licked the side of the Bishop’s neck before planting several small kisses along his stubbled jaw. “Are you ready, baby?”
Bishop’s face was flushed, the man panting heavily when he turned to look at Jack. “I’m nervous.”
Jack was shocked that Bishop had admitted that, shocked and moved by Bishop’s words. He smiled and stroked his free hand through Bishop’s hair. “I know, and it’s okay to be nervous. We’ve all felt that way one time or another. Just do what feels good to you.”
Bishop’s eyes flickered back to Liam. “I want to make it good for him.”
Jack’s heart melted right there on the spot. Bishop was more worried about making this good for Liam than he was about himself. That spoke volumes to Jack about how much Bishop cared for Liam.
“Just love him, Bishop. That will make it good for him.”