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Xavier nodded at what Jones said and took her hand. “We’re here with you for as long as you need us.”
“I don’t know when I’ll be able to leave again…” She stood up and walked over to the fireplace mantle that was filled with photographs. “Mr. Bingham will have every right to fire me. I left without notice and I’m not coming back until Jagger is better. I love my job and I love…being with y’all, but I can’t leave Jagger. I won’t.”
“Okay.” I shrugged. “That’s fine.”
She frowned at me. “What do you mean?”
“I mean that I talked with Bingham and your job is secure, no matter how long you take off. We’ll pause the tour for as long as we need to because we’re not leaving you if we can help it. We love…being with you, too, Layla Rose.” I smiled at the way her cheeks flushed when I used her own words back at her. “You’re our family. That means something. We’re not going to let you face this alone. We’re going to help.”
Tears filled her eyes again and she looked back at the photos on the mantle. “Thank you. I… I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I don’t want to do this without y’all. I don’t know if I can. I should tell you to go back to work and take care of the band, but I need you.”
Xavier held out his arms and she hurried into them. “You’ve got us.”
43
Layla
“Comeon,Firecracker.Let’s get you in the shower. We’ve got our orders.” Jones motioned me towards the bathroom with a gentle smile on his face. “Gran thinks you stink. I’d be more than happy to bury my nose in any part of you and inhale as deep as possible but I have a feeling you wouldn’t let me.”
I felt like I was moving through quicksand but Xavier was there to pick me up and carry me. “I don’t know if I stink, but Gran was pretty confident in saying that I did.”
Xavier buried his face against my neck and grunted. “Nothing but the sweet smell of our woman.”
Mack beat us to the bathroom and stepped into the walk-in shower to turn the water on. He adjusted the temperature and shook his arm off before stepping back out and meeting my gaze. “Alright, baby, let’s get you clean.”
They took off my clothes and helped me into the shower. The hot water hit my back and my aching muscles instantly released some of the tension they’d been holding. I let out a bone deep sigh and then frowned when I saw the guys weren’t joining me. I reached out and caught Xavier’s hand. “Please, don’t go.”
“You want us to stay in the room?” Xavier watched me shake my head and nodded. “You want us in the shower with you.”
“Please. I don’t want to be away from y’all.”
They each stripped down and joined me. The shower wasn’t big enough for us, but they squeezed in around me. I let out a surprised gasp when I felt Jones’ penis pressing into my ass. I immediately realized that I could also feel both Xavier and Mack’s erections against my hips.
Jones grabbed the bottle of shower gel and squeezed some into his hands. “Ignore it, sweetheart. We’re just going to take care of you tonight. My body is always going to react to yours, but I just want to wash you and put you to bed.”
Mack cupped my cheek. “He’s right. Just let us pamper you tonight.”
They each took shower gel into their hands and lathered it between their palms before they stroked their hands all over my body. They cleaned me, not leaving a single spot untouched, and then they rinsed my body and moved on to washing my hair. I kept my eyes closed and reveled in their attention and focus.
I didn’t want them to stop touching me. Feeling them close to me felt like living. After being consumed with the idea of death, living wasn’t anything I wanted to take for granted. When they rinsed the conditioner out of my hair, I shifted to brush my knuckles down their lengths.
Mack grunted at me. “Watch those hands, baby.”
I turned to face him and lifted my face to his. “Make me feel okay again. Even if it’s only for a little while.”
He cupped my face and pulled me closer. “What do you need from us, Layla?”
I reached between us and cupped him. “I need to lose myself for a few hours. Touch me. Please.”
They each moved closer at once, letting their hands roam over my trembling body. Mack pressed his mouth to mine, kissing me slowly as Jones and Xavier stroked their hands over my waist and up to my back.
My heart sped up when Mack slipped his tongue past my lips. He stroked my tongue and kissed me deeper, tilting my head back as he did. Water rained down on us and he moved his kisses across my jaw, to my ear.
“We’ve got you, baby.” Mack cupped my head in his hands. “We’ll take care of everything.”
I gasped as I felt fingers at my core, testing and exploring. They were quickly replaced with Jones’ tip. His mouth at the back of my neck, kissing and harshly whispering my name, preceded him slowly pushing his length into me.
I pressed forward into Mack and blinked back tears. They were giving me exactly what I needed. Feeling them around me, in me, was the connection I needed to feel alive and real again, if only for a little while. I locked my arms around Mack’s neck while Jones held my hips and slowly took me. The shower was so tight that there wasn’t room for much movement, but the shallow thrusts were somehow exactly what I needed.
