“I am.”
“Is Jeremy here?” Will asked.
“No, not yet,” she responded before realizing that if Will had come to find her and knew her name along with Jeremy’s, then he still had his memories.
“Didn’t you have your memories erased?” she asked, not meaning to sound so petulant, but likely sounding worse.
Will released Rhiannon’s shoulders, moved past her and in to Angelica’s apartment. He wrapped a hand around her neck, pulling her close.
She thought he was about to kiss her, but instead, he leaned in, putting his mouth at her ear and whispered, “I couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to forget about you. About us. Even if I was spoken for by another. Rather rash of me, and wholly unlike my usual self as it turns out. But I’m grateful I didn’t erase a single thing. I love you, Angelica. I didn’t ever want to forget that.”
Angelica glanced over his shoulder at Rhiannon. “What about your wife?” Angelica whispered back. “Won’t she be upset?”
Will gave her a devastating smile. Angelica licked her lips. He squeezed an arm around her shoulder and said, “I don’t have a wife.” Angelica’s gaze shot to the beaming woman still standing very close to them. “Turns out, Rhiannon is my twin sister. That’s the special bond between us. Not because she was my bride, but because we were born together. We’ve always been closer than close.”
Angelica’s eyes widened at the news. He wasn’t married. He didn’t have a wife. But was he free?
“So what does that mean?” She trembled, waiting for his response.
“Well, many things, but first of all, I’d like to introduce the two of you.”
Rhiannon launched forward, much like she had on the dock, slamming into Angelica and wrapping her arms around Angelica’s neck, hugging her tight. “I hope we can be friends,” she said passionately. “I have four brothers, all older, and no sisters at all.”
Angelica slipped her arms around Will’s sister and hugged her tight. “Of course we’ll be friends. I don’t have any other sisters either.”
Another man lingered by the doorway. He was tall, dark, very handsome, and his eyes were firmly planted on Rhiannon.
She turned around and saw him. “Oh. And this is my husband Dietrich. We got married a few months ago.”
Angelica waved at him. He smiled and waved back. “Ready to go, Rhian?”
“Yes. I just wanted to meet the woman who ensnared Roghan’s heart. He’s quite besotted with you.” She grinned and hugged Angelica once more.
“Rhiannon,” Will said exasperatedly, as if his love for her was a secret. Angelica already knew.
“Well, it’s true.” Rhiannon said, squeezed her one last time, released her, and finally moved next to her husband.
Will and Rhiannon’s husband shared a look between them that said they both loved her to distraction even when she spoke her mind.
“I’ll tell our parents you are otherwise engaged tonight.” Rhiannon winked at them, linking her arm with her husband’s.
“Thanks, sis.”
She grinned at her brother like he hung the moon. “Glad to have you back, Roghan.”
“Glad to be back. But for now, good-bye.”
Dietrich and Rhiannon both said good-bye and Will shut the door.
Angelica grinned at him. “I thought I’d lost you.”
“How did you know about the memory erase?”
“Jeremy heard Vidarr and Olivia talking about it.”
“Ah. You seem upset. I’ll admit, I did consider that action quite seriously until Olivia arrived in my room to actually do it. And then I faltered. Can you ever forgive me for wanting to forget you?”
“Of course. I understand completely.” Angelica sighed. “But what does all this mean, Will?”
“It means I want a life with you.”
“But you’re still a prince. I can’t imagine that you don’t have obligations.”
“My obligations are limited. I’m the fourth son and also fourth in line to inherit, however, once my eldest brother marries and has children, I’ll move even farther down the line of ever being in power on planet Hydrock, which is perfectly fine with me.
“Truthfully, I’ve led a rather colorful life and I’m known as the one always up for an adventure. Not truly a black sheep, or wily rogue of the family, but closer to that than any of my other brothers. My parents have only ever expected me not to overtly embarrass the family. Which makes me even more grateful for Vidarr and Olivia’s destroying Lord Harcourt’s video library. My sister calls me the Rogue Prince.”
“The Rogue Prince,” Angelica said with a smile. “I like that. So what adventure will you attempt next?”
His eyes narrowed. “I want to be with both you and Jeremy, of course. For as long as you’ll both have me. I’d like to travel with you and go on adventures in space. And of course there is the sexual component that I’ve found I miss terribly.”
“Sexual component?”
“I hope you won’t be unsettled about this, but I must confess that the best sex I’ve ever had was in the Den of Iniquity with you and Jeremy. I’ve thought of little else since that amazing episode. I’m hoping we can recreate the love and passion we had there, and of course have a permanent future together.”
He moved closer and kissed her like she’d wanted him to the moment he stepped into her apartment. His lips captured hers in a carnal kiss, his tongue tangling with hers in decadent abandon. Everything else fell away.
“What do you think you’re doing to my girl?” Jeremy said, having entered Angelica’s apartment without being heard.
Will broke the kiss, and said, “Trying to convince her that three is a magic number.”
“Which three?” Jeremy asked, eyes wide.
“You, me, and her?”
“No wife? Who was the blonde on the air dock this morning?”
“My twin sister, Rhiannon. You just missed her, and her new husband, Dietrich. It was her wedding I remembered all this time.”
Jeremy looked over at Angelica with eyes still wide, and exuberantly said, “Plot twist.” Then he grinned, turned to Will, and asked, “And have you?”
Will’s eyes narrowed. “Have I what?”
“Convinced her that three is a magic number?”
Will grinned. “Not sure. I was still doing my best persuasion when you came in.”
Jeremy looked at her. “What do you think, Angelica?”
“Well, I certainly can’t choose between you. I love you both too much.”
“Threesome it is, then,” Jeremy said with a laugh.
“Are you sure? I know we never even talked about permanence or a pledge ceremony between the two of us before I was captured and held captive for months.”
“Angelica, I’ve been in love with you for three years. We’ve only been together for one. I thought it was clearly understood that we were permanent since returning from that first trip together to Parsec Five, when Penelope was sick.”
“You never said the words.”
“I’m a man. Actions are more important to me that words. Besides, there is no one else for me in this world except you.” Jeremy drilled an intense gaze that barreled its way to her soul. She believed him. “I know that, right? You must know that.”
He then sent his gaze to Will. “I understand that having three people in a relationship is an unusual circumstance, but it’s one I don’t have a problem with. I know William loves you. I know he’s given his life for you repeatedly. And I must admit that I truly enjoyed sharing you with him in the Den of Iniquity on that horrible planet. I believe we should add him to our already permanent arrangement.”
She grinned. “We had a permanent arrangement all this time?”
He rolled his eyes and grinned. “Yes. How come you’re just figuring it out?”
“Because I’m a woman and words were never spoken.”
“Do you need me to say the words? I’ll do it, Angelica. I love you. I love you so much that when you disapp
eared I practically changed my personality. I tossed my regulation book in the garbage to go after you when you turned up missing, and planned to do whatever was necessary to bring you back to me. If that doesn’t say permanence, I’m not sure what does.”
“Well, when you put it that way. Okay. Fine. We’re permanent. We always have been. Sheesh.”
He walked over closer as Will released her. Jeremy took her in his arms, kissed her like he might never see her ever again, and then put his forehead against hers, whispering, “My life isn’t worth living without you.”
Angelica wiped away a couple of rogue tears, so caught up in emotion with his adamant confession of their permanence already defined. “I love you so much, Jeremy. I truly do. Even when they stole everything else from me, I still had the amazing sexual memory of the two of us together. I’m so glad I never forgot that.”
He squeezed her tighter. “Me, too. The three of us are going to be great. Wait and see.”
Will moved in behind her, pushing his chest against her back. “I’m with Jeremy. We are going to have an amazing life together.”
“As a matter of fact. Perhaps we should practice our newfound ménage relationship this very night. It’ll be nice having it just be the three of us and not perpetual broadcast event for the entire galaxy.”
“I’m in,” Will said, and kissed the back of her neck.
Angelica pushed out a sigh of happiness. “I’m also in. We’ll squeeze in here tonight, but eventually we’re going to need a bigger bed.”
Will laughed and nibbled her earlobe. “I’ve just discovered the first advantage of being a prince. We could go to the apartment I keep on Bravura. It’s only a few minutes from here. Trust me when I tell you I can provide a huge bed for the three of us.”
“Excellent,” Jeremy said and kissed her lips passionately. “Let’s go.” But then he kissed her again, tangling his tongue with hers as if he wasn’t in a hurry to stop anytime soon.
Angelica, sandwiched between two men she loved more than her own life, let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.
Everything was going to work out perfectly.
She had Jeremy.
She had Will.
They not only had continued permanence on their horizon, they also had a future together, along with a bigger bed.
THE END
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