Kelly moved first.
She shifted on the bed, turning away from him, and went onto her hands and knees, her back to him, the position establishing itself with the specific ease of someone entirely comfortable in their own space doing exactly what they had decided to do. The lamp light caught the full curve of her ass, round and present, her blonde hair falling forward between her arms.
She looked back at him over her shoulder.
Then Elena moved.
She did the same thing on the other side of the bed, mirroring the position, her back to him, her hands finding the mattress, her pale skin in the warm light, her silver white hair falling forward. She looked back at him over her shoulder from the other side.
Two women in the same position on either side of him, both looking at him, both waiting.
Liam sat between them.
He looked left.
He looked right.
He looked left again.
'Okay,' he thought. 'This is a problem that I did not anticipate having and I do not have a clean solution to.'
