CHAPTER 237

Reagan was in the shower when she heard voices in the apartment. Ethan was home and he had someone with him. Trey? Her heart gave an unexpected lurch and started to race. The erotic images she’d seen the night before played through her mind. Trey and Ethan kissing. Ethan’s c**k in Trey’s hand. In his mouth. She didn’t know whether to be aroused or jealous. Admittedly, she was a little of both. And a bit put off by the fact that she’d never be enough to keep Trey happy in the bedroom. As long as he loved only her, she’d be able to deal with it. Maybe.

The bathroom door opened. She peeked out of the shower curtain and was blessed with Trey’s orneriest smile. “Can I come in?”

“We need to talk,” she said. Ground rules. They needed ground rules. Her heart thudded even harder when Trey tilted his head and he did that thing he did when he wanted something. That irresistible, ornery-assed, tell-me-no-if-you-dare look.

“Talk?”

“Yes, talk.”

“Okay,” he agreed and entered the bathroom.

Ethan lean