“Sounds good to me. Two cocks at a time, but different ends.”
She pushes air through rounded lips, giving me a wide-eyed expression. “We’re crazy.”
“We are,” I confirm. “And you love it.”
She hides her revealing smile behind her hand for a moment, then looks from me to Dad. “How is this gonna work when we’re in public?”
I expect this to be a problem we all have to consider carefully, but Dad replies as if there’s only one right answer. “To the public, you two are a couple. I’m Killian’s Dad, your piano teacher. Family. That’s all.”
“I hate that,” she says.
“Me too,” I agree. It feels wrong to get more than he does, having them hide.
“It’s the way it has to be,” Dad says. “The only way that makes sense. The two of you are gonna be together in the spotlight, all eyes on you. It will be difficult to hide, and peoplewill more readily accept the two of you as a couple. It’s more natural.”
“I don’t care what people think,” I say.
“But you care about your career?” Dad asks, rhetorically.
Silence descends, serious expressions tightening all our faces.
Dad continues, “I don’t mind being discreet. I don’t have the need for public displays of affection.”
“How about we all just keep it private?” I suggest, wanting this to be fair.
Dad shakes his head. “I don’t want you two to miss out on anything. Dinner dates, going to the movies, holding hands on stage. And you’ll be able to use it as an advantage, driving your careers.”
“How?” I ask.
“You’ll see.”
“It doesn’t seem fair,” I say. “Me getting all that and you don’t.”
“You’re gonna be touring a lot, Killian. I’m sure Jenna and I will join you sometimes, but there will also be times when Jenna can’t go with you. I’ll have her to myself then. So let’s just say that makes us even.”
I sigh. “I hate that.”
“Compromises are necessary. You can’t have both the career and this threesome in public. And I don’t mind. I have everything I need right here. As long as the two of you are happy, I’m happy.” He fixes his gaze on Jenna. “Can you be happy like this?”
Jenna looks between us, expression open and honest. “I don’t care how I get you, as long as I get both of you. As long as you both feel good about this.”
“I know, sweetheart,” Dad says, and the two share an intimate moment of familiar eye contact.
“Is it okay if I go sit with Ian for a while?” Jenna asks, a tentative expression knitting her brows. “I enjoy sitting here very much, but—”
“Kitten,” I cut her off. “There’s no need to explain. I won’t ever get jealous if you kiss, hug, or fuck Dad. You’re ours. Not just mine. I want it like that. I like it that way.”
“Why?” she asks, an open, honest question.
I push air through rounded lips. “I have no idea how to answer that. I guess it just feels natural.” I shrug. “I trust him not to take you away from me.” I haven’t really thought about that before, but it’s true. Despite repeatedly accusing him of keeping her to himself, I trust him not to do so. It was just my insecurities speaking. Dad might be selfish and controlling—just like I am—but not when it comes to me. He has given me everything. He gave up his career and his marriage for me, and he crossed all the lines to make me win and then get me the girl I wanted in the fucked-up way I wanted her. He’s put up with my temperament and all my issues that would have gotten me in severe trouble if he hadn’t been around to pick up the pieces.
He’ll do everything for the people he cares about. That used to be just me, but now Jenna is part of that equation as well. But instead of stirring jealousy, it makes me feel calm. Because that means she’s safe. That means we once again have the same goal in life. That goal used to be making me win all the competitions, but now it’s her. And that feels good.
“She’s ours,” Dad agrees, opening his arms to invite Jenna into them. She crawls into his lap and melts into him with a satisfied sigh.
I smile and lift Ginny into my lap. “It’s good we have two kittens,” I say.
“He’s becoming a softie, just like you,” Jenna whispers with a mischievous edge, leaning her head into Dad’s neck.