And Luke loved them. It wasn’t just sex, although sex with people he loved was so much more fulfilling than anything he’d gotten from a hookup app. He loved Nick’s gentle dominance and Evan’s vibrant energy. He loved their adoration of each other. He loved the way they supported each other unconditionally, no matter what—and the way they supported him.
He’d craved that support his whole life. Evan and Nick were offering it on a silver platter. Only an idiot would say no. Luke was a damn smart guy.
“I want to do this.” It was the second time they’d offered him something he knew, intellectually, he should refuse. The last time he’d gained more than he ever thought possible. This time he was acting on experience instead of faith. “I’ll do it. Thank you.”
“Thank you.” Evan kissed him, while Nick wrapped his arms around both of them. “We’re the ones who won here.”17