Chapter 73

• "I can handle that myself," I told Ethan, sitting up from the pale couch in the gym's lounge. After spending some much-needed time together, I was eager to head home and take a long shower. The sweat had started to dry on my skin, and I felt a pleasant soreness between my legs.
• Ethan found a washcloth and began running it under cold water at the sink. Occasionally, his eyes darted over to where I lay—completely undressed and surprisingly unabashed on the couch.
• "You sure about that, doll?" He flashed a grin that melted my insides. It was hard not to smile when the Twins looked at me this way. Once, I might have thought myself crazy for claiming to love a man I'd known for only a month. But with them, it felt different. I felt a deep connection, a certainty that I couldn't help but love them as deeply as they loved me.