Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
“So,” Zeb starts. “Like Griffin so helpfully announced, the bosses had gotten their suspicions about us.”
“But why?” I say. I can’t imagine that this leaked from Ava or Brax.
The men exchange glances before Frank says, “We, um, kind of went over there and asked what was up with them coming to our location for that meeting that got you so upset.”
Oh jeez. With everything that’s been happening, and since the threat has been lifted, I forgot that I never told the men what was going on. “Ah. And they told you.”
Griffin says, “Yeah, that bullshit complaint from Jennifer.”
“It was Jennifer?” I blurt.
The men stare at me. “They didn’t tell you?”
“They just said it was a client. I was afraid to ask.” I grit my teeth. “That—”
“Exactly,” Zeb says.
“Anyway,” Griffin continues, “we got pretty ticked off about Jennifer, and they put two and two together and got a big fat four. So we fessed up, but we told them that we’re serious about you, and we’ll do whatever they want to make it okay for us to keep seeing each other.”
Frank adds, “And we told them if that wasn’t okay with them, we’d leave Beasts Ink and get jobs at other shops.”
I’m stunned into silence. Beasts Ink is the most prestigious shop in town. “You told them that?” I say at last.
“We did.” Zeb leans forward and takes my hands. “Because we are serious, Em. This isn’t just about sex.” I bite my lip. “What are you thinking?” he urges. “If we’re going to make this work, we have to talk to each other.”
“It’s just … it sometimes seems like the three of you don’t like each other all that much. And with Lexy, and Ava—” it makes me blush, even now, to mention them “—all the guys get along with each other.”
“That’s fair,” Griffin says. “And we’ve been talking about that, too. We’re going to work at it.”
“It’s already better,” Frank adds. “You know Zeb and I didn’t have a problem that day you came over.”
I blush again. How that’s possible after everything we’ve done, I don’t know.
“I loved the night we shared you,” Griffin tells me. “I don’t mind watching sometimes, so long as we all get a turn.”
The men watching each other with me … all of us together, really together … I get tingles. Lots of them. In very special places.
“Yes,” I say, and the energy in the room goes up several notches. “We can try again. But I think I should stay in the apartment a while, and we should date before we live together again.”
“We can do that,” Frank says immediately.
“Yeah,” Zeb agrees. “No problem. I can think of lots of dates I’d like to take you on.”
Griffin, eyes twinkling, says, “I can dress up like one of your business dweebs if that’ll help.”
I burst out laughing. Then I get serious and say, “What did Gage and Kai say? Are you all staying at Beasts Ink?”
“We are.” Zeb gives me one of his rare smiles, and it’s beautiful. I hope I’ll be seeing him do a lot more of it. “Since we’re serious, and they’re not hypocrites, and we assured them we wouldn’t let any relationship drama affect our work or yours. Hopefully because there won’t be any drama.”
“Good.” I scan their faces. “Then what do you need from me? I have to do my part, too.”
“Trust us,” Frank says.
“Talk to us,” Zeb adds.
I wait for Griffin to make one of his jokes. Instead, his eyes get soft and he says, “You’re already perfect, Emmy. Perfect for us. Let us show you how much.”
I give them a tremulous smile. “Okay.”
EPILOGUE
Six months later–late December
EMBER
“Emmy, fuck.”
I collapse against the mattress, panting. I’ve just had what feels like my tenth orgasm of the night. Griffin, who’s been suckling one of my breasts while Zeb eats me, is staring at me with something approaching awe.
“I love watching you come,” he says. “It’s the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
I smile at him and tug his head close for a quick kiss. “I just need to get my breath back for a minute, and I can keep going.”
“Here, have some water.” Frank grabs the glass that’s sitting on the nightstand and brings it close. Griffin helps me lift my head up and drink.
“Thanks,” I tell him when I’ve had enough. My men take such good care of me.
Zeb still has his head between my thighs, and looks like he’s ready to send me to paradise again. “What next, Em?”
“You know what I want.”
Their eyes go hooded. My favorite thing ever is also theirs. “Who do you want where?” Griffin asks.
“It’s all good,” I say. “Surprise me.”
His smile turns mischievous, and he pulls a blindfold out of the nightstand and dangles it in front of me.
I’ve gotten more adventurous than I ever dreamed, thanks to them. He fastens the blindfold on me, and our game begins.