10. Dylan

DYLAN

Being back in Finn's car was surreal. It seemed like so much had changed in less than twenty-four hours.

And during that time, two gorgeous men had voluntarily helped me through the most vulnerable moment of my life…and still wanted to have lunch with me today.

When I woke up and realized everything that happened wasn't a dream, I was completely mortified.

But then that text came through, and I saw the names they had used for themselves in my phone, and everything just felt…better. Like maybe they weren't gonna hold my worst moment against me.

Maybe when Cayson joked about wanting to Daddy me, it wasn't a joke.

On the drive to the restaurant, Finn and I chatted about our weekend plans, and he asked me about my job. I enjoyed what I did, but it wasn't anything I thought was interesting to other people, so I kept it high level. It wasn't cool like Finn's job… Or even Cayson's.

Making pizzas all day actually seemed like so much fun. And getting to smell as good as he did when I came home… Well, I don't think I'd ever stop eating.

When we got to the restaurant, Finn placed his hand on my back, guiding me in while keeping me under his protection. At least, that was what it felt like he was doing.

There were a few people sitting at tables, but it was mostly empty when we walked inside.

"There you are." Cayson was on the other side of a bar, but he immediately walked around the counter and came to greet us. After wiping his hands on his apron, he placed them on my shoulders and ducked his head to look in my eyes. "You doing okay, sweetheart?"

The genuine concern in his eyes made my tummy do a little flip. "Yeah. Thanks again for last night."

"Of course." He pulled me against his chest and gave me a firm hug. I think he also kissed the top of my head, but I wasn't sure because I was distracted by how good he smelled.

He released me and turned to Finn. "And you, Sir Finn. I'm glad you could make it." He leaned forward and kissed Finn right on the mouth.

What the fuck?My jaw dropped, and I stood there staring, shocked by their affection. Clearly, I had missed something last night.

Cayson tried to pull away, but Finn grabbed the front of his apron and brought him back in for one more kiss before clearing his throat and stepping back. "Yeah, good to see you too."

Cayson just grinned and looked at me. He reached out and placed his finger under my chin and lifted it up, closing my gaping mouth. "Don't look so surprised, sweetheart. You didn't expect me to resist the hot cop who saved us last night, did you?"

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't sure I was even breathing until Finn placed his hand on my neck and pulled me against him, kissing my temple. "I think you just put us in a certain kind of mood, baby."

I looked at him and shuddered with desire that flowed from my head to my toes. "I just wish I had been awake to witness it."

Cayson placed his hand on my cheek and rubbed along my jawline. "Next time you will be. Now, who's hungry?"

I did my best to play it cool as Cayson guided us to barstools in front of the pizza-making area so we could watch him create our pies. But even as I picked my ingredients and watched him toss a round of dough in the air, I still didn't quite understand what was happening.

Apparently, the observant detective sitting beside me could sense my confusion, and he nudged my side. "Hey there, what are you thinking so hard about?"

I didn't want to come off as clingy, but I also really wanted some clarification. I felt like I'd missed a lot after I went to sleep. "I guess I'm just confused."

Cayson immediately stopped what he was doing and placed his hands on the counter, giving me his full attention. "About what, sweetheart?"

"Are you guys together now?" It sounded childish even as it came out of my mouth, but I didn't know how else to word it. I looked between the two men, trying to understand where I fit into the group.

They both looked at each other and grinned as if having a private conversation, which only made me feel more like an outsider.

Then Finn cuffed the back of my neck and held his strong hand there, grounding me in my seat as I stewed beside him. "After you fell asleep last night, we hung out for a little while." He shrugged one shoulder and winked at Cayson. "Maybe we made out a little bit."

"Then I don't understand why I'm here. You guys can do your thing without worrying about me. I was shaken up last night, but I'm fine now." I sighed, my heart filling with a generous dose of both rejection and defeat. "I don't need to be in your way."

"No, sweetheart." Cayson wiped his hands on his apron and then came around the counter to where we were sitting. He twisted me on the stool and closed his thick thighs around each of my knees, locking me in place as he held my cheeks and stared right into my eyes. "You're part of this. Whatever this is, you're right here with us." He glanced at Finn and gave him a guilty smile. "Maybe we jumped the gun a little bit by starting without you, but taking care of you was like the best kind of foreplay, and I guess we just got ahead of ourselves."

"You did?" I looked at Finn to make sure he agreed with what Cayson was saying. "You liked what happened last night?"

"Well, I didn't like somebody waving a gun around a store with you guys and an innocent merchant in there." Finn scoffed at the memory. "But everything that happened after that was pretty awesome." He leaned forward and gave me a chaste kiss on my lips. "Still is."

"Oh." I bit my lip and thought back to everything that had happened since this morning. "So, in my phone, Daddy Cayson and Sir Daddy Finn?" I finally relaxed enough to smile, allowing the tiniest bit of hope to break through. "Is that what I should call you?"