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Watching Sirius leave with Teddy, Remus sat back on the sofa, finally able to relax a little. Teddy had been there all of five hours and the entire time he'd kept one eye on his father, making sure he didn't move. And anytime that Remus did move he'd squeaked in fear and ran to either Sirius or Harry. After awhile Remus grew so anxious that he'd simply frozen in place, trying to placate the terrified boy a bit. It had seemed to work because Teddy had simply ignored him, instead playing with the other two.

Remus sighed and rubbed a hand through his hair, pulling his bangs down and to the right side of his face, tiredly. The day had been trying both mentally and physically. Having your own son fear you was...An indescribable pain, one that was coursing through his body with every labored breath. He tried to hope that with time Teddy would become used to his presence and not glance at him with confused fear in his eyes every single time he glanced in his direction.

"May I join you?"

Looking up, Remus nodded, too tired to put on a fake smile, even for his precious Harry. Harry sat next to him, a bit closer than to be expected but he didn't mind much. Harry smiled at him sadly, "Sirius will probably be gone awhile. Andromeda enjoys stuffing as much food into him as possible. Trying to fatten him up I believe."

Unable to help himself Remus snorted in amusement and shook his head, "Honestly..."

Harry reached over and squeezed his knee, "Remus...I-I'm so sorry about today. I can't even imagine the pain you must be feeling. None of us could have ever imagined he would act that way around you..."

Enjoying the heat of Harry's palm warming his cloth covered leg, Remus shrugged, "It's to be expected. I'm sure...Well he'll get used to me."

Harry squeezed again, stirring up different feelings inside Remus. It was too much. To be touched so intimately, so familiarly by someone he was beginning to obsess about. He coughed, looked away, trying to clear his head from all the lustful thoughts.

He frowned when Harry's hand disappeared and looked up. Harry gave him an uncomfortable look and shrugged, "sorry I shouldn't have..."

"Shouldn't have what?"

"I'm so used to be around Sirius and he's so...um affectionate. I must have picked it up from him. I didn't think that it would have made you uncomfortable. You know...Me touching you so much."

Snorting, Remus shrugged, "Harry...its okay. I'm just getting used to it again."

Giving him a wicked look out of the corner of his eye, Harry grinned, "So this is okay?" He placed his hand back on his knee and squeezed lightly.

Swallowing, Remus nodded, "Yeah that's...Er fine."

Settling his arm around Remus's shoulders, Harry cuddled closer, "And this?"

"Y-Yeah..." He was trying not to breathe. His body couldn't handle the smell along with the body pressed into his.

Chuckling, Harry released his hold and twisted around, laying with his head down on Remus's lap, his fingers wrapping around the light brown hair. He grinned cheekily up at the werewolf, "Not so bad is it?"

"Erm...No of course not."

"So if uh...If you don't mind me asking...Are and Sirius going to start sharing a room?" Harry blushed. A light pink high on his cheeks and looked pointedly at the ceiling, his fingers dragging a fiery trail through Remus's hair and scalp.

"Of course not...he was just in my room last night because he was trying to comfort me. He knows that when I have nightmares I need someone to sleep next to me to get them to go away. Sirius wanted to see how I was after what happened yesterday..." He glanced down at Harry when he said that and saw the boy's eyes on his own. "About that Harry...Um I'm so sorry that I allowed Moony to come out and um...Intimidate you."

"He didn't do much, just a little growling. Did you know that your eyes turn gold when he takes over?" Harry squirmed in his lap and Remus felt his stomach tighten.

"Er yes...Um it's been mentioned before."

"He was kind of...Um never mind." Harry was blushing again.

Remus hesitantly wrapped his fingers in Harry's hair, enjoying the feel of the wild black hair tangled in his hold, he forced Harry to look up at him and narrowed his eyes, "He was kind of...What?"

"I-I guess he was kind of exciting...In a dangerous way. He had this ability to keep me watching what his every move and too keep me wondering what would have happened if Sirius hadn't walked in when he did." Harry bit his bottom lip and raised a hand to his own heart, as though trying to keep it deep in his chest where it belonged.

There was a tangy and rich scent in the air surrounding them. And Remus raised his head to breathe it in deeply, feeling warmth flood his gut. He smirked at the scent and looked back down at Harry,"I know what would have happened if Sirius hadn't walked in."

Harry was breathing in deep too, smelling the air like he could also smell the arousal thick in the air. He sat up slowly, his head suddenly much closer to Remus that it had been before. "What would have happened Remus?"

Remus realized his hand was still cupping the back of Harry's head and tried wiggling his hand free, in the process grazing the back of the brunette's neck with his short fingernails. He felt Harry shiver at the feeling and slowly did it again, "Well...I'm sure Moony would have cornered you at first, teased you and probably made try to make you cry. He's sadistic." He grinned at Harry who looked taken aback.

"Then what? What happened with Sirius? When I walked in Moony had him by the throat and there were bite marks all across his neck." Harry leveled his death curse eyes on his plain brown eyes.

Blinking rapidly, Remus coughed lightly, "Er...Well Moony and Sirius have had a long relationship. One that wasn't always platonic." His eyes flickered back up to Harry's and he caught the same blazing look on his face that he'd seen earlier.

"Uh huh... So when I walked in yesterday. Those bite marks weren't from a violent attack...they were passionate and possessive markings, weren't they?"

"Yes, they were."

Harry leaned in, a smirk on his face, "Who knew...Remus a passionate and rough lover. I don't see it..." He raised his hand and playfully tapped Remus's mouth, "These teeth nipping and biting delicate skin...Hm." His own teeth pulled at his bottom lip as he contemplated the werewolf's mouth.

Sucking in a deep breath, Remus leaned in, "Is it really that shocking?"

Seeming as drawn to him as Remus was to him, Harry leaned in a little as well, their foreheads almost touching, "A little bit...But not always. Sometimes I can look at you and see wildness in you. It almost makes me a little afraid, but at the same time I want to stay and ride out the storm. But then you never let it go and I can never take that exciting, wild ride."

"Next time...I'll let it go and you can stay." Remus promised, his fingers tightening on the hair on the nape of Harry's neck.

The mischievous man in front of him, dragged his tongue along his own bottom lip and smirked, "Really?"

"Yeah..."

Harry's eyes were on his lips, his own mouth open and shaking lightly. Remus growled low in his throat at the look in Harry's eyes, and felt a terrible need to taste the man. "Harry...Stay still." He wouldn't be able to handle it if Harry reacted enthusiastically, he would probably end up pushing the man back on the couch and ripping his clothes off.

He watched Harry's eye's slip close trustingly and growled approvingly. Closing the space between them, Remus nuzzled the man's forehead with his own. His lips were hovering over Harry's and he could feel the warm breath on his lips, he opened his lips just a fraction and very lightly grazed his lips against Harry's. With the hand on Harry's neck, he could feel the man's heart beat speed up as their lips barely touched.

His hand tightened in the unruly hair again and he fully pressed his lips against Harry's, who responded with a light moan that sent warm shivers straight through Remus's body. Harry's arms wrapped around his neck and he pulled himself closer. He tipped his head to get better access to Remus's mouth and dragged the tip of his tongue along his bottom lip seductively.

Remus growled low in his throat and tightened his grip in Harry's hair, tightly. Harry gasped and Remus used that opportunity to sneak his tongue in. He swiped his tongue in and groaned at the amazing taste of the man's mouth. It was purely Harry and he needed more.

Harry whimpered into his mouth and just as his tongue swiped through, initiating a battle of wills with Remus's a roar from the fire place stunned them both. Harry whipped back, almost falling off the couch and Remus's lap.

Fighting arousal and shock at the same time, Remus grabbed Harry, spinning him around on the couch and into a suitable sitting situation. He wiped his mouth and pulled his hair out of disarray. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Harry pulling his clothes straighter.

Sirius stepped out of the fireplace and grinned at them, as he ran a hand over his stomach, "Ugh. Nymphadora is trying to either fatten me up or she is trying to kill me with all this food."

"Probably the um...first..." Harry laughed a little hysterically and then cleared his throat.

"You okay? You look a little flushed, the both of you." Sirius stared at them closely and narrowed his eyes in concern.

"You know I do feel a bit warm. I think I might need to um, lie down." Remus stood a bit unsteadily and realized he was more aroused than he realized. He bent over a bit and chuckled nervously, "I think I might go now..."

Ignoring the worried look Harry gave him, Remus waved goodbye to them both and hurried as fast as he could, with his rather large problem that is, out of the room. Hobbling up to his bedroom, Remus locked himself in and fell back onto his bed, undoing his pants in the process.

Pushing his pants down, he took a hold of his erection and stroked it rapidly tasting the deliciousness of Harry still in his mouth. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine Harry still kissing him deeply, while it was Sirius's hand on his erection instead of his own. He groaned low in his throat and moved his hand quicker, his other hand scratching up his own abs, it was a sensation he adored, and one that Sirius loved to inflict upon him as he jerked him off or blew him.

Letting out a quiet moan, Remus quivered on the bed, his heart beating rapidly in his chest and Moony growled in approval at the pleasure writhing through his body with every rapid stroke of his hand. Arching his hips off the bed, Remus licked his lips capturing the taste of his youngest mate on his tongue. The taste spurred his orgasm on and the pull of his hand helped pushed his release to its threshold. A louder moan pushed out of his throat as his orgasm blew past him, slightly making his ears ring as the intensity of it rushed through his body.

Breathing deeply, he looked down at his stomach and his eyes widened at the trails of vivid red scratches that littered his abs, coated with a thick coat of his own seed. Instead of feeling the sated pleasure that was pulsing through his body, Remus felt a low sense of panic take over him.

This was all getting to be too much! He'd allowed Moony to take over his body and jerk off Sirius, at the same time marking him as his own with possessive love marks all over his neck. And then he'd allowed a very serious make out session with Harry, the son of two of his oldest, (although deadest), friends to happen on the couch. And who knew what would have happened if Sirius hadn't flooed in when he had! He'd even been in his right mind when that had happened!

He was losing control over his mating urges...And he had told himself that he couldn't allow that to happen! Not with those two men. Yes they were perfect men, his best friends! But he couldn't allow them to be forever mated to a sadistic wolf like his. For the love of Merlin they didn't even know about the fact that he had been feeling sexual feelings for the both of them. All they knew was that at some point he'd gotten sexual and physical with them.

Harry simply thought that Remus's wolf had broken through and in a reckless, albeit wolfish way attacked Sirius sexually. And Sirius had no idea what he'd just done with Harry on the couch. If he had any inkling he would have already been pounding up the stairs after him, banging on the door and demanding an explanation...or punishment.

Lying his head down heavily, Remus grabbed his wand off the bed next to him and vanished away his cum. The scratches stung a bit in the air but he quickly decided the he deserved the stinging pain. Staring up at the ceiling, depression began to set in, his gut clenching painfully.

He'd made it clear by his own actions that he wasn't strong enough not to involve Sirius and Harry in his wolfish needs. He couldn't be trusted not to let things go further with the two men. Sighing deeply, Remus pulled up his pants and began pacing around his room. He had to leave them. That was the only sensible solution he could think of. It was the only way to protect them from him. Harry would get over him with, if he even felt anything more than immense attraction. Sirius would be angry and worried at first, but he would get over it really quickly, like he usually did.

He tried not to imagine what Harry and Sirius would do when he tried to leave. As he pulled clothes out of his armoire and shoved them into a suitcase, he decided to try to leave quietly. He snorted as he picked up his favorite books and shoved hem on top of his clothing, if he could get out of this house without anyone noticing than he was the luckiest bastard on the planet.

Picking up his wand and his thick black pea coat, Remus shrunk his suitcase so that it would fit in his pocket and opened his door quietly. After making sure the rest of the floor was deserted, he hurried out into the hall, and down to the stairs, which he climbed down as quietly as possible. Looking around the front hall and sniffing the air to make sure no one was close by, Remus sprinted to the door and pulled it open.

Stepping out into the cold, Remus pulled his coat closed and stepped down the steps. Deep inside him, Moony growled at him and demanded he stop. He couldn't allow Remus to leave their mates. Closing his eyes, Remus stepped down onto the concrete walk and headed for the gate. Moony growled at him again and forced him to stop. He extended enough of his control to stop his movements, even as his hand curled on the catch of the gate.

'Stop Moony...We need to leave. Your feelings...our feeling are only going to end up hurting Sirius and Harry. You don't want that do you?' Remus implored to Moony deep in his mind.

'Would not! Need our mates, need them to help us raise our cub. Need them.' Moony growled back at him. At the same time he was sending Remus images of Harry and Sirius in both sexual ways and being affectionate with Teddy.

Whimpering lightly, Remus shook his head, 'we can find someone more suitable then them. Someone we wouldn't be able to hurt so easily Moony...Please.'

'No! We found our mates. Our only mates, forever. And they're mine and I want them. And so do you!'

'Of course I do...But that doesn't make it right. We would only end up hurting them. And you don't even know that they would accept being our mates, together or alone.'

'They have no choice. They are our mates. They 'will' accept it." Moony's growling grew into biting snarls.

Shaking his head, Remus gripped the gate harder. He closed his eyes, trying to get enough control over his body so that he could get away. His hand flipped the catch on the gate and he opened his eyes triumphantly.

He was about to open the gate when a pale hand closed over his. With a jump, Remus looked around and frowned at Sirius who was giving him an odd look. "Where are you going Remus?"

Paling a little bit, Remus looked down, "Um, I'm leaving."

"Yeah I knew that much. But where are you going? I'll go with you..." Sirius grinned eagerly and swung his arms enthusiastically.

"No...Sirius I'm l-leaving." Remus bit his bottom lip and watched Sirius's face closely.

His oldest friend gazed at him oddly again, "W-What do you mean?" He looked around the yard and frowned, "Let's go inside, it's cold." He tightly took a hold of Remus's arm and hauled him back inside the house.

Once they were inside, he pulled him into the kitchen. Harry was sitting at the table, a cup of tea in his hand. He looked up at them, with a puzzled expression, "Hey...What's going on?"

Sirius released Remus and went to stand behind Harry, "I don't know. I found Remus outside and he's trying to tell me that he's leaving."

"Where are you going?" Harry stared at Remus sharply, taking the hand that Sirius put on his shoulder.

Tipping his head to the side, Remus sighed, "I'm...Leaving. I'm going to find my own place." He dug his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out his miniature suitcase. He put it on the floor and pointed his wand at it, making it grow to its normal size.

Sirius and Harry spoke at the same time, with Harry asking, "Why?!" and Sirius growling out a single, "No."

"I'm...I've made up my mind. I just have to set out on my own. It's really for the best." Remus couldn't tear his eyes from their stricken and confused faces. It was almost heartbreaking.

"You can't leave Remus...You j-just woke up and come back to us." Sirius pouted and Remus could see Harry's hand tightening over the older mans.

"I'm sorry Siri...I really am. I just...Can't stay here anymore." He grabbed his suitcase off the ground and turned ignoring their protests.

He hurried down the hall and pulled open the door. Moony growled loudly in his head, exerting as much force as possible Moony pulled him to a stop and refused to let him move. Completely frozen on the bottom step, Remus sighed deep inside his head. Leave it too his werewolf to make this harder than it needed to be, as though the looks on Sirius's and Harry's face wasn't hard enough.

An annoyed chuckle sounded behind him and Remus cursed inside his head, even as Moony growled approvingly. Suddenly Sirius and Harry appeared in front of him, Sirius giving him a smug and yet irritated look, and Harry peering at him in confusion and hurt.

Sirius smirked at him, "Hm. Well aren't you in quite the predicament?"

"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked, leaning in to stare at him closely.

"Moony doesn't want him to leave and so he can't." Sirius's smirk grew again and he shrugged, "Take a hold of his arm Harry."

Harry took hold of Remus's right arm and Sirius took the left. Together they pulled him up and turned him around. They led him into the house and shoved him down into a chair in the kitchen. They sat on the either side of the table and Sirius leaned across the table, "Moony, he's not going anywhere. I promise."

Moony growled happily inside Remus and let go of his control. Remus growled low in his throat and stretched his stiff muscles, "its not funny Sirius!"

His oldest friend smirked across from him and shrugged, "Oh I don't know I think it's pretty funny."

Harry snorted softly and shook his head, "Now would please like to explain to us what the bloody hell is going on in that mind of yours?"

"And he means you don't have a choice. You had better start talking Remus." Sirius growled.

Remus sighed and looked away, "Sirius...Harry...I um, well ever since I got out of St. Mungo's I've, b-been having certain feelings, that I can't control."

"What kind of feelings?" Sirius gave him a concerned look and slowly sat down next to Harry.

"Erm...Aroused feelings." Remus felt a horrible blush take over his neck and face.

The two men glanced at each other for a brief moment before they blushed and looked away. Sirius looked slightly amused, while Harry had a serious look on his face. He leaned forward, his hands clasped tightly, "For whom?"

Ignoring Sirius's suddenly intent stare, Remus cleared his throat, "Um, Well Moony has decided that you're both...His mates."

"The both of us?" Sirius gaped.

"Mates?" Harry's eyes widened almost comically.

"Yes and yes."

"So that's what the smell is..." Harry sighed in relief and relaxed.

For once it was Remus who was confused, "Smell? What smell?"

Both Harry and Sirius chuckled, Sirius leaned in, "You smell intoxicating Remus. I can't explain the smell, but it draws me in intensely. It's so..." he couldn't seem to finish. He just closed his eyes and shivered a little bit.

Harry grinned, "It's amazingly addictive and arousing Remus."

"I think that would be the mating pheromones, a werewolf's ability to draw in his mate...or mates." Remus realized. He should have none that Moony would have found a way to attract Sirius and Harry.

"It works." Sirius smiled wickedly and breathed in deep, sighing at the smell that emanated from Remus.

"What exactly are these feelings Remus? Are you just sexually attracted to us? Or do you have feelings for us?" The seriousness in Harry's voice seemed to snap Sirius out of his relaxed state, because he sat up and stared at Remus too.

"You know I care for you both, Harry."

"And you know that I'm not asking that." Emerald eyes sparkled dangerously at him from across the table and Remus couldn't help but admire Harry's strength and daring.

He tipped his head and smirked, "I knew you weren't asking that." Taking a deep breath Remus closed his eyes and thought for a long moment about Sirius and Harry. Did he have deep feelings for Harry and Sirius? He adored everything about them, got a happy tingle whenever he saw them and couldn't imagine not seeing them every day. Even as he was packing to leave, his heart had been torn up at the thought of losing them from his life. It was too hard...the thought of leaving them, of losing them.

Opening his eyes, he gazed first at Sirius's amazing beauty and thought that even if Sirius was as gorgeous as he was, he would love the man. His eyes flickered over to Harry and he studied the man he'd watched grow up. He had never imagined that Harry would become such a vital part of his life. But the amazingly daring man had proven himself time and time again. Harry was such a comfort and such a rock in his life. He loved the man's amazing strength and compassionate sweetness.

Taking a deep breath Remus hated the betraying warmth in his face, "Yes I have feelings for you. And because i know you're going to ask, I'll define them for you. I'm in love with you, both of you."

As he watched, Harry blinked rapidly and his lips twitched for only a brief moment. Sirius on the other hand just looked dumbfounded. Not all together a very reassuring looks. Remus slumped in his seat and looked away, "I understand if you don't feel the same way. And if you're only attracted to me because of the pheromones."

There was a horribly long silent, in which Remus could hear his own heart breaking and then Sirius stood, before kneeling in front of him, "Remy...You know that I've never stopped loving you." He smirked even as his eye's blazed passionately, "And I've been attracted to you since i was fifteen. Pheromones had nothing to do with it."

His heart beating happily, Remus let Sirius squeeze his hand reassuringly before he looked over at Harry. The man with killer curse eyes, was watching them closely, his eyes unreadable. He locked gazes with Remus's and for several long moments stared into them. His face relaxed after a moment and he smiled softly, "of course I love you...And I don't think a silly thing like a pheromone would make me feel so deeply about you."

Remus felt his mouth twitch up into a grin and then he realized something, "Wait." Sirius and Harry turned stared at him warily again and he stiffened, "I'm not sure you understand. You're not just mated to me. This would be a three-way relationship.

Sirius pulled back, "Y-you mean..." He glanced at Harry in an appraising way and Harry returned the gaze.

Watching the two men gaze at each other with speculative eyes on each other's body, Remus felt his own body reacting. He'd never imagined the two men touching each other, kissing each other, and then turning to him and including the two of them writhing together in his bed. The very thought of it, had him squirming uncomfortably in his seat as his arousal grew in his pants. Taking a deep breath, he tightened his grip on the table, to try and keep a hold on himself.

Sirius suddenly took a deep shuddering breath and glanced at him sharply, "I guess the pheromones are stronger when you're aroused?" His own eye's had a dark layer of lust lining the icy blue, even as he spoke.

Remus's lips twitched and he swallowed hard, "Sorry...I'll try to work on that." He glanced across the table at Harry and asked quietly, "Harry?"

"I need just a little bit of time to think." Harry nodded deeply and stood shakily, his own breathing a little ragged from the effects of Remus's alluring smell.

"Of course, take all the time you need." Remus received a grateful smile from Harry and watched as the man walked around the table, ran his hand absentmindedly through Sirius's hair and left the room. It was obvious to 'him' at least that there could be so much more between Harry and Sirius, they'd just never thought of it before.

"Siri?"

Icy blue eyes twinkled up at him, "Yes?"

"What's your take on all of this?"

Eyes widening, Sirius flushed, "I've never even thought of... shagging Harry. But I mean, not that the thought is there...I can see it very clearly, the three of us of sharing a bed, our lives and our love. It's like its how it's supposed to be." He snorted and shook his head, "Of course it'll be a little odd thinking of Harry as not just one of my best friends but as a sexually appealing person. But with time, his acceptance and his eagerness I think it would just be natural."

Smiling proudly at Padfoot, Remus purred low in his throat, "When did you get so wise Sirius?"

"I guess when I realized my best friend had decided to mate with me and our other best friend." Sirius laughed and scooted his chair much closer to Remus's. He ran his fingers lightly through the werewolf's hair and gazed at him sinfully, "why didn't you tell me sooner Remy? We could have been shagging every night."

Smirking, Remus leaned in, nuzzling his lips against the skin underneath Sirius's ear. "That would have been an oxymoron since I was trying to stay away from you both." Wickedly he let his tongue flick out and stroked the spot just below where Sirius's ear ended.

Gasping at the feeling, Sirius pulled back, "Yeah...Well you failed and so now I can act on my feelings." He pulled Remus in and kissed him firmly on the mouth before dipping his head down and attaching his lips and teeth to his neck and collar bone.

Remus let his eyes drift close and wrapped his arms around Sirius's neck, holding him in place. The man had always known how to turn him on instantly. Long fingers snuck up his shirt and dragged up his abs, making him quiver at the warmth of Sirius's hand on his body. The hand sought higher ground on his body and suddenly fingers brushed against his already wound tight nipples.

Vaguely he thought he could hear Sirius chuckle darkly, but then the lips were nibbling and kissing a fiery path up his neck and he was lost in the thick haze of red hot arousal hanging in the air around them, like thick blankets enclosing them in a cell. Lean, soft fingers began wreaking havoc with his right nipple, running over the tip, pinching it ever so lightly, and then leaving it abandoned for several moments.

"Padfoot..." Remus squirmed in his seat and took a hold of Sirius's hair. "Stop. We can't do anything until Harry decides."

Sirius pulled back with a growl, his eyes tinted darkening, "What? Remus...I want to..." He ducked his head down and his fingers traveled down to his pant's zipper.

A groan of frustration ripped through Remus and he frowned, "Please stop. It's only fair to wait until H-Harry decides whether or not he wants to be with us."

"Fine." Sirius growled and pulled back, throwing himself back in his chair in a disgruntled way.

Staring at his sexually frustrated soon to be mate, (hopefully he thought in his mind), Remus smirked even as he pulled his clothes straight again. Sirius was just as insatiable as he remembered and he did like it. He wished he could Padfoot right there in the kitchen, but the only fair way to go about this situation was to wait for Harry's choice. He needed Harry to realize that their relationship wouldn't be more one sided than the other. They would be completely equal, never having more control or desires for one, or favoring one over the other.

Sirius glared at him, "I want you."

"And if it's obvious than I shall tell you what you already know, I want you as well." Remus lightly stroked the back of Sirius's tightly clenched hands and smiled lightly. "Just imagine what it will be like when our bed is complete, the three of us, together and entangled on our bed."

With a tight whimper of need, Sirius narrowed his eyes on him, "That's just mean Remus." He ripped his hand away and stalked out of the room, Remy's laughter following him out.

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A/N: heyhey hope you enjoyed. I'm thinking of writing a prequel to Tired of hiding and i'm going to be finishing up Amour Partage Par trois in the next couple of weeks. let me know what you think about the prequel idea! :) 3333