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The Stakes

I eye Tácito as he rubs Sloane’s feet and stares at me with a challenging smirk on his lips. A mountain of pillows props her up while she rests on the bed.

“Buttering our wife up before we’ve agreed on the rules of this competition won’t work,” I tap into my wrist device while walking deeper into our bedroom.

“You two need to calm your asses down,” Sloane groans. “There shouldn’t be a bet anyway. All I did was compliment Tácito on his thoughtfulness.”

Tácito responds by stringing kisses along Sloane’s leg up to her knee. “What are your terms?” he asks around her pleasurable moan.

“First, whoever wins determines Sloane’s babymoon destination.”

With a last caress on Sloane’s smooth leg, Tácito rises to glare at me. “Why do I get the feeling you’re about to go over the top?”

I shrug. “Our wife’s current travel restrictions won’t limit my plans.”

“Are you trying to blame me because you two love playing Sperm Tag?” Sloane pulls her leg from Tácito with a huff. “I didn’t get pregnant by myself.”

“Not at all principessa.”

“What do you mean by test run?” Tácito narrows a glare in my direction before claiming Sloane’s other foot.

“That whoever gets the date king title wins the babymoon, too. Date night will only be limited by our imagination. And we all know I can be pretty fucking creative.” I sit beside Sloane and kiss her lips before kissing her belly.

“Doesn’t that put me at a disadvantage? I make good money as a doctor, but I don’t make DeLuca money.”

I still, not liking what he leaves unsaid.

“Tácito, what are you talking about?” Sloane swivels her head between us. “All these years, have you two been going in fifty-fifty?”

“If we have, this is news to me,” I grit. “Do you have more baggage we need to clear up Tácito?”

“I…nope. I’m crystal.”

“Well, let me reiterate things, so this won’t come up again. In this family, we have family funds. Ain’t no Sandoval or Mitchell or DeLuca money. Got that?”

“Understood.”

Sloane stretches a hand out to Tácito and pulls him to rest on her other side. It’s difficult to stay mad when she lies between us.

I reach over our wife to grab him by the neck. “Now that you know, you better come at me with all you’ve got. I won’t accept any less because you won’t live it down when I win the title.”

He rolls his eyes and frees himself of my hold. “You’re on. We both know I have a natural advantage over you anyway.” Without taking his eyes off me, Tácito claims Sloane’s hand and kisses her knuckles.

“Since I’ll determine the winner, I should have a say in these rules.”

“Not even one,” Tácito and I say at the same time.

Sloane groans and closes her eyes. “You two are going to make it impossible for me to show my face in Douglas, aren’t you?”

Tácito and I share a grin, already on the same page. I nod him toward the hem of her skirt while I reach for the buttons on her shirt.

“We’ll make it worth your while,” he promises.

“I swear if your antics cause me to go into early labor, no babymoon prize will make up for it.” She issues threat after threat, but neither Tácito nor I pay attention.

Under our attention, her voice begins to fade into breathy pants. Tácito busies himself by making her other set of lips weep while I gorge on her swollen breasts. When we’re done, she’ll have no choice but to agree to our terms.

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