Very Much Alive

Logan was his everything.

Kir reached out first, cupping Logan's cheek. “I would never do anything to hurt you, Logan.'

'Ditto.” Logan's face was flushed with pleasure, that demonic grin of his once again gracing his features.

'So, what do we do?'

He watched Logan slouch down onto the floor at his feet, resting his head against Kir's knees with a contented sigh. “The way I see it, we have two options.'

'Those are?” Kir's heart rate picked up. He began absently stroking that fiery hair, wondering if Logan was thinking what he was thinking.

'Option one: we walk away from her once this is all over.'

No!

The instant denial raced through his body, causing him to jump. What the fuck? He never had that reaction to losing anyone or anything ... other than Logan.

It didn't help that Logan started to chuckle. “Thought so.'

'Option two?'

His heart was in his throat right up until Logan looked up at him with a leer. “Don't you just love the French?'

Kir blinked. “Huh?'

'They come up with words for the most amazing concepts.'

'Like?” Kir drawled. He was pretty sure now he knew where Logan was going, but he wanted confirmation before he said anything.

'Menage a trois. It has such a sexy ring to it, doesn't it?'

' Permanent menage?” The words had left his mouth before he even realized the significance of what he was saying. Something about Jordan just ... felt right .

Logan's expression turned serious. “I'm not sure yet.” He shook his head, smirking. “But tell me you aren't already a little in love with her, and I'll call you a liar. I mean, damn. She's got a smart mouth, hot body, bodacious ass, and she's clever as all hell. And she wants both of us.'

Kir opened his mouth to say the words and found them stuck in his throat. “Damn.'

'Ditto.'

'How the hell did that happen?'

'I don't know, but it did.” Logan was frowning again, this time in confusion. “It's like we've found something we didn't even know was missing. But if you asked, I would walk away from this. You know that.” For the first time, Kir saw Logan's uncertainty peek through, reminding him of the broken man Loki had been after Baldur freed him from the mountain. The reckless youth he was had been burned away by the snake's acid, leaving behind a damaged man who tossed and turned at night, screaming denials as he relived everything over and over again. It had taken Kir a long time to ease his lover's torment. He also knew their relationship was the foundation the now confident, cocky man who was still inclined to take risks stood on.

Which was why he'd been so upset about his reaction to Jordan. But knowing that Logan felt the same eased that guilt

Kir thought about taking Jordan and making her theirs. Thanks to Logan's ability to shift genders as well as shape, Kir had been happily bisexual for centuries now. He'd felt no need to go outside the relationship when Logan could, literally, be everything and anything he needed. Logan, on the other hand, hadn't been able to explore that side of himself with Kir, since Kir couldn't change his shape. He knew that sometimes Logan longed for soft, scented flesh, rounded breasts and bellies, all of the things he'd given up when he'd pledged himself to Kir. But Logan, for all his wild youth and unhappy marriage,

hadn't cheated on him once. And not once, through all of the long centuries, had either of them had the urge to add a third to their relationship.

Now, with the advent of one small, half-human woman, all of that was about to change. He could give the touch of a female back to his lover, and have them both for himself. He thought back to the odd feeling he'd had on the beach, that something was about to happen that would change them, and felt that sensation once more before it settled into a comfortable purr.

He saw the relief on Logan's face as he nodded his acceptance.

Jordan was theirs. Now they just had to seduce her to them.

Chapter Four

Logan was surprised to receive a phone call from Jordan two days later. “Hey, Logan, sorry I haven't gotten back in touch with you.'

He leaned back in his chair, delighted to listen to the sound of her voice. She'd been unavailable for the last two days, despite numerous attempts to reach her, and he'd started to worry. “Where were you?'

There was a pause, and he just knew he'd sounded like a possessive idiot. “I was finishing up a case so I could concentrate on yours.” He could hear the sounds of papers being shuffled around.

Logan frowned. “Was it dangerous?” Okay, make that a possessive and overly protective jerk. Way to win her trust, Saeter.

'No, Daddy. And I made sure to drink a full glass of juice this morning, too. I even took my vitamins.'

If he had his way, that smart mouth of hers was going to get quite a workout. “How about if Daddy and Mommy come over and give Jordan a bath, hmm?'

She gasped.

'Do I get a kiss goodnight afterwards?'

'Logan!'

'Hey, you started it.'

He was leering at the wall when Kir wandered into the office, his brows raised way up. “Is that Jordan?'

He punched the speaker button so Kir could listen in. “Yes, and she wants us to come over and—'

'Don't you dare, Logan Saeter!'

He laughed. “Oh, I'm in trouble now! She used my full name! '

Kir shook his head, his lips beginning to turn up in a grin.

'Smart ass.” He could hear the laughter in her voice.

'Better a smart ass than a dumb ass.'

'That whole line was asinine.'

'Ooh, good one.” He winked at Kir, who shook his head at him.

'The reason I called was to ask if you wanted to get together to go over the YouTube video.'

Logan thought about what he'd have to do to get the condo ready for a date. Kir could clean while he got the makings for a meal. He looked over and saw Kir nodding as he headed out of the den. They'd been together long enough that they could practically read each other's minds. He smiled to himself when he heard Kir rummaging around in the closet where he kept all of his cleaning supplies. “I think we can swing that.'

'What time?'

'Tonight, at seven?'

'Sounds good.'

'Don't eat anything; we'll make it a dinner meeting.” Logan knew one of the ways to a person's heart, male or female, was a well-cooked meal, and he planned on wowing her tonight. He picked up a pen and paper, all ready to write down what he'd need.

'More pizza? Yum! Especially if you order from the same place as last time.'

Logan mentally rolled his eyes as he jotted down a quick menu. You and Kir are going to get along just fine. “I was thinking of cooking, actually.'

There was silence for a moment. “Pizza's good.'

One eyebrow twitched up in disbelief. “Hey, I'm a good cook.'