His lips tugged up. "I do have feelings for her, but only as a friend." Then he pulled her closer to him and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pressed her closer to his chest. "But with you, it is different."
Satisfied, Anastasia grinned against his skin as her thighs clenched. "Darla is so important for all of you. Can you tell me why?" She wasn't feeling jealous of her anymore. His woodsy, spicy scent surrounded her and she closed her eyes.
