"Tanner, stop this. Damn it to hell, I just got here, for crying out loud." She tugged her arm free, and he grabbed it again.

"And this means what to me?" He stopped in the hallway and wheeled around to glare at her.

"You can't do this, not with…" She tilted her head toward Santino, but he only smirked now. At some point, Ally imagined she was left out in the cold on some kind of inside joke.

"Not with what?" Tanner's eyes danced with mischief. "You want us both. You want to keep us both. You don't want to choose. You've told me more than once that I always get my way, and yeah, I typically do. But no thanks to you or Mr. Cool over there, seems this time is different. This time, you get your way, and it involves something I never expected to consider. In fact, I only made up my mind when I first saw you two together at the airport."

Ally closed her eyes. "Ah hell, Tanner. You were spying on me, on us, at the airport?"

Santino leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms behind his back. She imagined he was enjoying the show.

Tanner's lips moved to her neck, and with both hands, he ripped her shirt from her body, tugging the wet layers away from her flushed skin. "Damn straight I was, and I saw everything."

Santino grinned, and his lips twitched, most likely from the same memory Ally now had. They had gone into the executive lounge of Franklin Airways, and while the baby slept in the baby seat, they'd fooled around in a dark corner. Ally closed her eyes and thought of how hot and wet Santino kept her most of the damned time.

"Yeah, Ally, I saw everything. I was the old guy with the New York Times newspaper."

"I hate your disguises."

"You used to love 'em, and in fact, if you weren't so busy getting finger-fucked in a public place, you might have noticed me!"

She took a deep breath and let it out as he continued to scold her while stripping her clothes from her body. Santino watched, in obvious amusement. His dancing eyes and quirky little smile gave everything away.

"Tanner, this is really ridiculous."

"No, loving two men and claiming to care for them equally is fucking insane. Tell me something. How are we supposed to deal with that? What would you do if you were in this position, huh? Would you let me keep two women? How about Mister Fertile over there? Huh? Would you want him to take another gal and yank her into bed with you?"

She shuddered. She didn't want to share Tanner. She refused to even entertain the idea of Santino with another woman. She loved them equally and needed each for various reasons, but Santino's dark side made her accept the fact that she was the only woman he would ever really love.